|Vogue March 2012|
When I turned the page to this, I exhaled. The photograph is a thing of beauty, and I wonder is it the dress or that? Is it a model or a sculpture? Is the body standing or floating? Is it Heaven or Earth? Is it a woman or an angel?
It is transcendent. It pulls me from a windy, long March day and takes me to another world. I am enveloped with beautiful coral-ed silks and I float. Weightless. I will lie down to sleep and dream peacefully, softly, and an angel will protect me from the nightmares that could come.