I was having a pretty hum drum day, nothing special going on but work work work. Like anything in life, when you get sucked into a system, when you're so in so deep, you stop seeing the glossy shimmery light that led you to do what you do. What follows is the daily grind of keeping the cogs turning because well, you wanted to build a machine or become part of one and now you have what you want. Anyway, just when I was in the pits of fashion fatigue, I came across this breathtaking image of Lara Stone in the lates Gentlewoman magazine which I remember reading at a mag store in Berlin. For some reason, it reminded me of why I do what I do.