In terms of personal style, I’m pretty much a die-hard minimalist. My version of Heaven is a never-ending closet filled with Alexander Wang, Narciso Rodriguez, Calvin Klein, Jil Sander and Celine. As for color, I prefer black, white, navy, grey and nude. Even on my nails. I wear black nail polish (if any) in the winter and nude in the summer, despite my pedicurist’s pleas for a change. I believe that less is more and that’s that, my dear friends. Call me boring. I don’t care.
Occasionally, however, I like to add a little surprise to my mostly neutral, mostly monochromatic outfits. A neon yellow clutch here, a red lip there. Daring, I know. What can I say? I’m a risk-taker. But really, I’m more likely to move to a different continent on a whim (true story) than be caught wearing prints. And as far as bling is concerned, I usually don’t want to have a damn thing to do with it. Which is why I was so confused when I discovered Shourouk. I say confused because I suddenly found myself experiencing strangely surprising feelings of delight when I stumbled upon these very ornate, extremely blingy pieces of jewelry.
Shourouk was established in 2007 by designer Shourouk Rhaiem, a Parisian of Tunisian descent. She uses painted stones, PVC, climbing rope and Swarovski crystals to create decadent statement pieces that I just can’t stop staring at. And don’t even get me started on the turbans…
Could this mark the beginning of the end of a personal style era for me? Will I soon be a recovering minimalist, preferring Baroque over Bauhaus and mentally replacing my celestial inventory of Jil Sander and Calvin Klein with Cavalli and Galliano? I don’t know. What I do know is that these pieces are gorgeous. And if I could afford them, I might even wear one. With a white t-shirt, black cigarette pants and black ballet flats, of course. Anything more and my whole world might come crashing down.