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September 18, 2014

That Reboot

RADDER AND BADDER THAN EVER, Flutterby toughens up for cooler nights to come, while maintaining its inherent poise on a winged heel. Metamorphosing for the first time into an ankle boot, the shoe balances elegance with a futuristic vibe, as reflected by Alberto Guardiani's Fall-Winter 2014-2015 collection.

The season takes inspiration from the space missions of Eileen Collins, a retired NASA astronaut and United States Air Force colonel who pioneered space shuttle piloting for all womankind. Fall-Winter 2014-2015 presents a "lunar" elegance of sharp, modern shapes and industrial iridescence, made for "a decisive and energetic woman, a globetrotter who ventures beyond the limits of planet Earth."

Platinum-hued python, ombré patent and dot-textured laminated calfskin evoke the sleek hardware of magnificently-engineered spacecraft, while also alluding to the galaxies they set off to explore. Flutterby is no exception to the theme, incorporating galactical touches into its original pump, sandal, and now boot versions.

The ankle boot above is, to me, the most stellar of the set. Not only is it striking in its shape and finish, but it also hallmarks the innovation of an idea, without losing the idea's essence. From its beginnings as a delicate red pump, to its current incarnation as a tough silver boot, the Flutterby could not be any more perfect as a symbol of metamorphosis and transformation.

Having been a part of this experience still leaves me over the moon.

Flutterby Ankle Boot by Alberto Guardiani. Shop at
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September 9, 2014

That Starlight Starbright

SET AGAINST A GLOWING SKY AND A DAZZLING PANORAMA of Barcelona city lights, creative courses ushered in the nightfall. It was around 9pm on a Saturday and we appreciated the drop in temperature on the Collserolla hills, where the Fabra Observatory hosts Sopars amb Estrelles through the summer months.

The dinners begin on the terrace, offering astronomy-inspired gastronomy through a selection of degustation menus. What follows is a tour of the observatory, inaugurated in 1904, and ever since been home to the 1904 Mailhat telescope: the oldest and largest telescope still in use in Europe. With clear skies, we had a chance to peer through the 1904 Mailhat and observe the distant heavens. We did not look at any stars but we did see Jupiter, aglow and afloat in pitch-black infinity.

It was a quick, wonderful, spectacular blur, trying to make out surface details and then being conscious not to keep everyone else waiting their turn. Unlike celestial bodies, we earthlings share a much smaller space, with a much larger group of others to share with. We are never really without company. So while it is at once empowering and belittling to see something that is millions of miles away, it is ultimately comforting to recognize that great distances exist, and that a void exists, but that neither of them in fact exist among us unless we create them.

Looking down at our screens so much nowadays, it may be a good idea to look up sometimes and observe something inspiring. "Astronomy," as it is argued in book seven of Plato's The Republic, "compels the soul to look upward, and leads us from this world to another." Yeah that, plus a good dinner. We are still earthlings after all.

Sopars amb Estrelles, Barcelona Photos by Lady San Pedro and Jaime Sese.

September 4, 2014

That Body Electric

"I SING THE BODY ELECTRIC" WAS ALWAYS JUST TO ME, lyrics of an 80s song from a musical that my friends and I had been in a production of, right at the start of our teens. I never knew what it meant, or what relation it had to Fame's title or themes, but being such a catchy set of words, it stayed with me.

Turns out, "I sing the body electric" is more than just a lyric in an 80s musical or a Lana Del Rey song. I sing the Body Electric was the title added on in 1867, to a poem by Walt Whitman in 1855. Exploring the physical body and its linkage with the soul, Whitman's poem lists and tells of the body and its parts, structured in a way that can be metaphorically likened to the structure of the human body itself. Divided into nine stanzas, Whitman alternates anecdotes with lists; glorious lists that scrutinize the body's form and function, from "Head, neck, hair, ears, drop and tympan of the ears," to "lung-sponges, the stomach-sac, the bowels sweet and clean." He tells of a slave auctioneer, who "does not half know" the phenomenal body he is auctioning off, with its "Exquisite senses, life-lit eyes... Flakes of breast-muscle, pliant backbone and neck," its heart wherein lie "all passions, desires, reachings, aspirations" and ultimately, its fathering of "those who shall be fathers in their turns, the start of populous states and rich republics, countless immortal lives with countless embodiments and enjoyments."

There's no denying that such poetic depictions of the body leave our everyday fitness and weight loss topics sound pale and uninspired. "Why The Pushup Is The World's Greatest Exercise" or "40 Hottest Female Celebrity Bodies of All Time" are hardly poetry but they are nonetheless liked and shared by the millions. With the baffling co-existence of weight-related diseases and weight-loss obsession, is it valid to observe that we nowadays have too little appreciation for the human body? Treasuring neither the multitude of its parts, nor the brilliance of its systems, we tend to fixate on its outermost aspects: skin tone, limb length, height, weight, or bust size. Even Yosuke Onishi's marvelous torso illustration would most likely undergo Photoshopping in the lower abdominal area, if it were a photograph of a woman. No bikini bridge there.

Where health and fitness are not in question, perhaps we can try turning to more poetic and artistic media, that might allow us to see the body not as an object to measure against present aesthetic standards, but as a scientific wonder, a piece of poetry or work of art. "The thin red jellies within you or within me, the bones and the marrow in the bones," With a shift in perspective, any body can be quite electric.

All excerpts from "I Sing the Body Electric" by Walt Whitman, Illustration by Onishi Yosuke,


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