Oh, M. de Vilmorin ...

I was trying to remember what I was doing at 24. I was in college, I believe, concentrating on being a terrible twat and pretending to be blasé about everything I was learning. I was also prone to falling for handsome men who really took their time to reciprocate and I was convinced I was going to eventually be a sociologist. Well, all of that changed (I'm still a terrible twat, though) but it took me some time to realize it. I am not like Charles de Vilmorin, who at 24 is already the creative director of a fashion house (Rochas, natch), dazzling the public with his creations and is painting murals on the walls of his fantastic apartment. 

We're here today to talk about his beautiful apartment in the 17th arrondissement. I'm kind of in love with it. Don't you just love it when you can immediately tell who is it that lives in a place by the way they organize their things? Our places are a reflection of who we are. I’ve said that many times. And trust me, If I were Charles, I would have painted at least two or three murals in my place already. The talen! I’m slightly jealous.

I think his home decor style is a great mix of the classic and the vintage with a more creative, cutting edge vision this side of flamboyant. It's both comforting and exciting. You need eye to create that contrast. I'm sure some of the flea market finds would literally cost me several month's salary (it's Paris, after all!) but they all come together beautifully in his place. It truly is a reflection of his philosophy of living.

I love his living room with that Miro-like mobile and the glass. I think it's so awesome he's kept his mom's artwork (that talent comes from somewhere); I adore his desk with his dream board (I love having a dedicated corner office at home!) and I love how real his closet is! It looks like mine on Fridays, after I've complained for five days in a row I cannot find anything to wear. 

So what were you doing when you were 24? 

XOXO