Feline and fickle, she’s on the prowl—up and down the bougie boulevards and in and out of the boîtes de nuit. She playfully types Cinéma Gaumont, Champs Elysées, 1973 into her Uber’s destination box, but it protests with null results. Paris never really changes, and neither must you, Françoise. Read More

Episodes of corruption and dark morality, starring hard-boiled mobsters straight outta Watanabe Katsumi’s records of lowlife Tokyo, or classic Hong Kong cop flicks of the 1980s. It’s the chaos of cool, as Seijun Suzuki evangelised. Read More

When darkside games meet classical purity, we're betting on forbidden fruits for the win. Up the ante, play your ace and observe, come morning, that pearly beauty and perfection come hand in hand with corruption. Read More

Colour in abundance and popsicle-palette excess is synonymous with the electrically charged 1980s: Debbie Harry sporting sex-shop red against a kaleidoscopic backdrop, high-octane glamour in a downtown discotheque. Read More

What do we Quant? The experimental shapes and hopeful colours of 1960s fashion! When do we Quant it? Now! Postwar yet pre-hippie, the radical elegance of miniskirted mods is a pendulum that just keeps swinging... Read More

From ye olde mappae mundi to everyday geotagging, mapping makes us feel good. There’s no progress without navigation, no trade, no aviation. But when every step we take leaves a digital trace, where in the world will we end up? Read More

Unornamented, clean lines and silhouettes owe a debt to Le Corbusier and the form-follows-function epiphany of Modernist architecture. Read More

Act I, scene 2: the deceptively tough dame, the misunderstood temptress, the guarded, vulnerable underworld lily who provokes hot-headed desire, even a tinge of jealousy. Enter screen left: someone to watch over her… The plot twist will blow your mind. Read More

We meet Professor Augustinus Bader, the stem cell research ac- ademic with an A-list alter ego currently conquering Hollywood, and wonder: how had you never heard of the Kardashians before she endorsed your products!? Read More

You say Cary Grant, I say Fran Lebowitz. You say Arthur Miller, I say Inès de la Fressange. When boundaries between man and woman dissolve, the modern epicene flourishes. Binaries, opposites and a whole load of contradictions map out the wo/man. Read More