“it is a mistake to think you can solve any major problems just with potatoes.” // d. adams
the fall of dominoes that begins with a spark to synapse, to a random thought, to a pared down idea, to when my fingers start hitting the keys is nothing more or less than four seconds and downright bemusing.
i’m not even sure how i ended up here, but i had an image of a potato – reminisced about the last time i ate a bit of gloriousness that is a lump of mashed potato; which then lead me here – the scalloped detail.
much like the ruffle, (which also, is another potato issue), a scallop’s never done much for me.* of course it’s too girlish, a mite twee; not at all laced with a hard enough edge for me to trip and fall over.
i suppose if i were able to put down the potato-thoughts for just a moment, i’d see the inherent seductiveness, in the smallest of doses, in these little clefts of fabric and pattern.
➝ source : scalloped trim top via victoria / victoria beckham
➝ source : scalloped detail tech dress via red valentino
➝ source : ‘babies’ sandal via saint laurent
*(a bag of ruffles, on the other hand, is an entirely different story.)