
“Do you have a personal mantra? Mine comes from a childhood song.
"Wherever I go the grass grows greener.”
― Richie Norton

photography: Ann Street Studio, NYC

Custo Barcelona Spring 2016
“Because of the green-eyed one, I see red and that makes me blue.”
― Natalya Vorobyova

Holly Fulton Spring 2016

A Summer Soirée with Zac Posen & Ecco Domani
In Laudrée's Garden, NYC
photography: Ann Street Studio, NYC

photography: Ann Street Studio, NYC
“I like you in green,’ he said. ‘You look as if you’re a very beautiful imp.’
”
― Sara Sheridan, British Bulldog

Gucci Fall 2016
by Miyuki Ohashi

Odile + Lana by Handmade by Elma

photography: Ann Street Studio, NYC
“Slush is frozen over. People say that winter lasts forever, but it's because they obsess over the thermometer. North in the mountains, the maple syrup is trickling. Brave geese punch through the thin ice left on the lake. Underground, pale seeds roll over in their sleep. Starting to get restless. Starting to dream green.”
― Laurie Halse Anderson, Speak

Gold bolero by Blaire Breitenstein
“The connoisseurs sniff, categorise, rank, price, demote.
Celadons, the colour caught between green and blue, get sky after rain, and kingfishers, and iced water, all of which are lyrical.”
― Edmund de Waal, The White Road: Journey into an Obsession

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