Finally back, after a vacation of such intense laziness (actually, it was a lot of work being lazy on a ski trip, with those sunny white slopes glaring at me and my snowboard calling: “Garance, Garance, take me!”) (Hey now, settle down, pervert!) that I think I may have become fused with my bed at some point (but I’m not sure, because as I’m writing this, I’m still there, in my bed – so operation bed separation hasn’t happened yet)(it’s scheduled for tomorrow morning, three minutes before Emily and Alex arrive at the Studio (aaaaah the joys of a live-work space)).
Oh hey, by the way, do you know why the Garance Doré Studio is called the Garance Doré Studio?
