Our thoughts on Louis Vuitton accessories can be conveyed by turning to lyrics from the Divinyls, whose name was obviously inspired by the word divine, an adjective that can easily be applied to all things Louis and Vuitton: “A fool can see just how much I adore you. I get down on my knees, I’d do anything for you. I don’t want anybody else, when I think about you I touch myself. Oh oh oh.” We are not using these lyrics as a comment on sexual frustration that can only be alleviated by rubbing up against something structured and monogrammed. We have chosen them on the basis of the word “touch” alone. You see, we have this uncontrollable urge to touch the newest accessory offerings. They are a smorgasbord of textures. There is fur. There is leather. There is wool. A fleecy something resembling interlining that is more likely to be some sort of fine cashmere/mohair weave. There are even feathers. You could furnish a room with these. Maybe even a dressing room. You could create a mini drawing room. Instead of armchairs you’d have pouffes in the form of the soft “ashram” cases. The more structured doctor’s bag in the navy epi leather could act as a bar. You could stand it behind the ashram cases. They would bring out the slightly uneven textures in one another superbly. The lace-up boots with the well-polished, high-sheen appearance could stand in for a chaise or two – the steel-capped toes and heels put us in mind of a Marc Newson one; they both share the same smooth contours. You could even drape one of the graphic printed fur stoles across them. You will need art, of course; something modern would be best. One of the arrow pins with the hanging feather that pierced the lapels on the jackets so well would look smashing against a concrete canvas. You will also need a table and something for the floor. This can be easily sorted by the bag department: one of the structured smooth leather totes would make a fabulous steamer-trunk-type coffee table, and a woven case – the one in the Damier and rope-print check – when opened and splayed flat, would be a worthy substitute for the finest Persian rug. All that would be left to do is for you to drape yourself in one of the graphic oversized scarves and gently brush up against each furnishing as you flit between them.
by Natalie Dembinska