I was looking through some boxes and found this clipping from my late teens days. It's from Vogue circa '94, an article on a royal Russian-Greek girl whose ancestors migrated from Russia to Greece. She paints, designs, and sculpts all day in her SoHo loft, from what the article depicted. How I wanted to be like her...
...That was in the 90s. Since then, she's worked in Panama collecting moths and butterflies, become a journalist and filmmaker, and has gotten married to the heir apparent of some European entity. I just like her style and the fact that she got to stay home all day and play with clay.
I have had a subscription to vogue since i was 15. i used to love just combing through the pages and would daydream about the dresses and beautiful girls and exotic place. now i just want everything within its pages
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