A pink beanie and turquoise high-tops say I’m the art world’s miscreant purveyor of chuckles and flare. Deal with it. When he’s not in his b-boy stance in front of a Richard Serra prow-like sculpture, he’s making tight videos and DJ’ing parties of insubordinate romp. (Photo by Xavier Aaronson)
There isn’t a color that Pari Dust can’t work with. Here she is garbed in a vibrant Stella McCartney sweater at the Konrad Lueg exhibition at the Greene Naftali Gallery in NYC. (Photo by Tylor Marquis)
Debra was spotted at the MoMA PS1′s Warm Up party wearing what’s commonly referred to as a “playsuit” in England. Considering Debra’s sprightly demeanor, it’s a superiorly fitting term than our American “summer dress” appellation. Also, up front and center, is her well-traveled yet vibrantly spiffy Venice Biennale tote bag.
Why does Charlotte appear to be floating on cloud nine? Maybe it’s because we were able to skirt the six-hour wait time to enter the MoMA’s Rain Room. Or is it the satisfaction from crossing the Rain Room off her list of must-see NYC attractions, before returning home to France the next day. Charlotte is a talented artist studying fine art in Strasbourg.
When a room is filled to the brim with balloons, the babe-spotting game takes on new cached proportions. Deep inside of Martin Creed’s balloon installation—titled Work No. 1562: Half the Air in a Given Space and exhibited at the Museum De Paviljoens in Almere, Holland—we found a frolicking Lisa loving what it feels like to play with the air that surrounds her. (photo by Jonne Kingma)
Elegance, Hood, Insouciance: Monica wins on all counts in her dome-hugging cornrows and checkered, two-piece fatale suit. Here she is scoping out the photorealist painter Nick Flatt at White Walls gallery in San Francisco.
Spotted at the Francis Alÿs’s saint-heavy Fabiola exhibitionat Pinacoteca museum in São Paulo, Ana Paula stands gracefully tall and comfortably exquisite in Carioca attire: airy Totem pants paired with sandals from New Order. (photo by @jpuerro)