Dear Coco Mademoiselle
Whitney Peak by © Bart Celestino for LOVE WANT—in CHANEL, styled by Ashlee Barrett-Bourmier
A letter to the spirit of a woman never lost
Dear Coco Mademoiselle,
The midnight breeze belongs to you. Abloom most beautiful in August, the zephyr melts the chandelier in honour of your invasion.
Molten amber light paints the shape of your memory on the swan-white bedroom wall. We always know you are almost here when the jasmine starts to roar. The moon answers the call by posting us parcels filled with ripened stars, but you always could see through such gestures of cosmic seduction.
When you arrive, you draw a bath of patchouli and summon purple thunder. You listen to the tempest from your deadnettle depths and think about the trees that are extremely alive and all the flowers you would die for.
After the storm, clouds lapse into a coma as you smoke a cigarette. You watch the ash abseil to the bathroom floor and decide it looks just as beautiful as confetti.
Later, you will retreat in time for us to remember that you were never lost. You’ll leave the windows open and the sheets will smell like Vanilla distilled by the hands of Venus. And in honour of your invasion, we will wear the wounds of love.
HAIR STYLIST CLAUDIO BELIZARIO
MANICURIST VIRGINIE MATAJA
MAKE-UP RUBY MAZUEL
SPECIAL THANKS TO AFTER WINTER AGENCY