At my first Art History class back in college, I arrived late to a crowded classroom, disproportionately dominated by women. These photos by Alisadair McLellan of Edie Campbell for 032c magazine remind me exactly of that first day and my first reaction, which was to plant myself in the front row, away from gorgeous and smarter-than-I distractions. The location of the photos is uncertain but if I had to guess, I’d say that the photos were taken at the Victoria and Albert Museum and perhaps also at the British Museum. I could be wrong.More photos at It’s Nice That.
I didn’t know it would be my dream to sandwich a babe between two works of art until it actually happened. Such an occasion presented itself when meeting fashion illustrator Meagan MorrisonÂ at the MET Museum as she was spotted in front of Ellsworth Kelly’s “Blue Panel” painting and behind Joel Shapiro’s untitled, beaming red sculpture. (photo by Xavier Aaronson)
Jacquelyn somehow managed to find herself all alone in the Art Institute of Chicago, discreetly dressed in a cerulean jumpsuit that matches the cumulus tone of Georgia O’Keefe’s “Sky Above Clouds IV.” No mini-skirt cry for oogling attention and with a stand-alone disposition so alluring that I can’t think of a more camouflaged beauty at the museum.
Marine is a clever girl who plays in a noise rock band and loves the old-style Grand Salons you can still see in some museums. Here she is showing off her other assets at the Musée de Picardie. (Photo by Bertrand Hazard)
Spotting a babe in rest mode proves that museums can be tiring and that perhaps more seating is necessary. The special thing about this encounter at the Met was her classic and unassuming outfit: all white everything with a splash of pink in the foot area. Â Meagan is a fashion illustrator based in NYC and working on a line of illustrated scarves and handbags. She likes macarons and her tiny West Village apartment. Check out some of her illustrations here. (photos by Xavier Aaronson)
What’s going on here? Oh why just a performance piece for the Made in L.A. Biennial at the Hammer Museum. While Molly was trying to leave the museum, a crocheted-costumed monster grabbed her hand and wouldn’t let go. She could only ditch the wobbling performance artist if she passed him off to someone else, which she eventually managed to do. Molly looks great in blue and is also a recent film graduate from NYU. (Photo by Jacob Goren)
Amanda was spotted in a motionless gaze in front of Tiepolo’s 220 x 128 behemoth of a painting:Â ”The Triumph of Marius.” After snapping her out of her daze, Amanda was kind enough to let us take a few photos of her in full style mode. Hard to believe, but this was indeed a chance encounter. We later found out that Amanda spends a lot of time at the Met because she’s doing research for a novel she’s writing that’s set in the basement of the Met. So if you see her at the museum one day, make sure to wish her luck on her novel. (photo by Xavier Aaronson)
This is how I picture the lighting inside of a Scandinavian museum during the darker months of winter. Of course I’m completely wrong and this is just a nifty filter on Instagram or something but still, bleak and sexy is how I imagine it. Sofia is Swedish - from Malmö, more specifically. She’s studying scenography (which I didn’t know existed until today) and to make ends meet, she spends her weekends working the ticket counter at the Arken Museum of Modern Art, which is located just south of Copenhagen. Sofia’s perfected the slender, all-black-everything steeze and even throws in an unconscious splash of cardiac red from her staff pass. When you’re gawking tapers off, check out the photos by Jesper Rasmussen in the background.
Hannah is German and came to visit the Whitney Museum’s Biennial exhibit before skipping town for a hiking trip in Maine. Outdoorsy, culturally attuned and underratedly beautiful. What else are you looking for in a babe? Here she is spotted in front of Andrew Massulo’s collection of oil paintings. (photo by Xavier Aaronson)
Rarely do I feature black and white photos (i don’t know why, to be honest) and I’m not particularly crazy about meta, copy-cat pose photos unless bare bums are involved. So why this photo? With a quick scan I sprung a crush on Lissette’s demeanor: Â holey moley heels with a light, flowy dress, topped off with razor blade bangs. Where better to have the fiercest of femmes pose than next to an cute, bulbousÂ KAWS sculpture. Lisette was spotted at the High Museum of Art. She’s got her masters in Architecture and plays in a minmal synth band called Spatial Relation.
She didn’t mind waiting for the coast to clear. She didn’t care that I took nearly a dozen photos. Chelsey didn’t pay any attention to the nosey passer-byers. For those reasons - and others that are so evidently babe there’s no need to elaborate on them - Chelsey will always go down as a memorable encounter at the Whitney Biennial. Here she is with a guard and one of many Lutz Bacher pieces. (photo by Xavier Aaronson)