MAY IN PARIS

The first time I saw Ilja Visser, her contractions started. That was of course not because of me (although you might almost think that now), but it creates a bond. By the way, Ilja cannot remember this moment, which is funny. Anyway, the second time we saw each other was in New York, where she had her very first show at that venue. Also quite special to mention.

And when she was admitted to the Chambre syndicale de la Haute Couture last week and gave her very first real couture show in Paris, I jumped into the little North and we floated to Paris. A historic moment. We had to be there.