There are no words to describe what I feel when I see 3M things for the first time. It is the most exciting thing; it feels like a first kiss. Revitalizing.







There are no words to describe what I feel when I see 3M things for the first time. It is the most exciting thing; it feels like a first kiss. Revitalizing.
Trying to make interesting fashion whilst sticking to the guidelines for sustainability is an arduous task. But the girls in the Faroe Islands are doing just that, with crayon coloured knits by Jóhanna av Steinum and doubled-up symmetrical leather pieces from Barbara í Gongini. Elsewhere, Guðrun & Guðrun and the Sirri label use only home-farmed Faroese wool from sheep that live in the surrounding mountains feeding off unfertilised grass. Focusing on sustainability and traditional ethics, much of Guðrun & Guðrun's collection is also handmade by Faroese and Jordanian women in the North Atlantic.
There was a reason Michael Stipe couldn't be spotted at the Paris shows sans his Margiela mono-shield (including after hours at Le Baron). It turns out the R.E.M. frontman had been in cahoots with the elusive triple Ms, putting his arty proclivities to good use. I give you the Maison Martin Margiela x Michael Stipe collaboration, and inspired union of conceptual rigor and general weirdness titrated down to one little microcassette cast in sterling silver.
Continuing where Stipes' first sculpted (his cast bronze Polaroids, exhibited in New York at Rogan) left off the piece is part accessory, part object d'art, and comes equipped with an unraveled tape that serves as a chain. Yet I'm not entirely sure of the actual function of the mysterious little trinket. Is it a necklace? Bracelet? Knuckle duster? Eyepatch? Whatever, I love it. And aren't questions the domain of vulgar dilettantes? I say art for art's sake. But start plotting now, since only a limited edition of 199 will be available at Margiela boutiques and select retailers.