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Justin O’Shea, the man who stole the limelight at Paris Fashion Week.

It’s Paris Fashion Week. Everybody knows it. La Ville-Lumière shows its immortal beauty and allure, the designers are showing their pieces of art, the most beautiful models show off, the bloggers are simply showing up, for no apparent reason. Paparazzi, limos, celebrities, glamour, and rivers of champagne. C’est tout simplement magnifique.

But there is a man everybody’s talking about, more than the weather, the traffic, Carmen Kass, Stella McCartney’s polar mission, and Hollywood stars, put together: Mr. Justin O’Shea, Buying Director of the luxury online store mytheresa.com. Our friend Sennait, international account executive at Matthew Williamson, in Paris for the event, told me the other day: “Every girl is going crazy over him, at #PFW!”

So here he is, the man himself.

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VOGUE’s Fashion Night Out 2012 / A personal voyage. Feat. Michael Kors, luxury junk food and scary bearded men

Last night I went to VOGUE’s 2012 Fashion’s Night Out, in Mayfair.

I like fashion – from a sociological point of view and as a fascinating manipulation and adaptation of quasi-art, which suddenly becomes a wearable object, useful and aesthetically appealing at the same time – but I tend to avoid fashion-related events.
It’s like when you enjoy the aesthetics, passion and poetry of football, but you don’t want to join a horde of drunk, testosterone-driven thugs at Boleyn Ground. Read More…