For me, dressing is always a question of principle, respect, a sense of order, not to disguise myself, even in rotten places. BHL, Bazaar.
I don’t care much about style or appearance. I have always dressed the same way. No eccentricity. No surprise. Somebody who cares about fashion changes; somebody who cares makes an event of his own style. I have worn the same white shirts, the same person has made my jackets, for 30 years. I get older, but I have the same size hair. I am a man of habits.
Fashion is a language, and what is interesting about fashion today is that there is no longer fashion. That is, there is an appropriation of fashion by people in the street. There was a time when you saw a woman who was a high-fashion model, who was a caricature, a cartoon of real life. But now people are more free with their fashion. The most interesting people make their own fashion out of what designers offer them. Women on the street have become hackers of the fashion world. They break the code; they undo and redo. It is the democratization of fashion today that interests me.
Fashion communicates a relationship to the world, to one’s body. What is the reply to the old philosophical inquiry between soul and body: Are they at war? Are they in harmony? Are they friends or enemies? There are moments in life, in the day, where the two are at war, moments where they are in harmony, days when you feel at war with your body, and days your body is your friend. Fashion says that. Style says that.
If I were compelled to describe what my own style means, I would probably say: a sense of freedom. At the same time, a mixture of internal freedom and a freedom of movement. If my style says something it is that. But I am not sure. Bernard-Henri Lévi, Wall Street Journal.
BHL has his uniform down–long wavy hair, crisp white shirts often open to the navel, dark Charvet suits. This is the dress of a highly self-conscious sophisticate, but not that imaginative. I would love to see a photo of BHL next to Tom Ford: with the exception of the difference in hair styles, both favor a similar style–extras on the set of Casino Royale? Both favor the rather louche unbottoned-shirt look. In the left photo, last row, BHL is with Mario Vargas Llosa. What do you think his style communicates? Wonder if his companion, the always flamboyantly dressed Daphne Guinness, will introduce a few changes to his look.