I remember as a kid in Iran, waiting in the cellar for the bombings to stop, when my most exiting thought was the idea of running away from that country and coming to Paris in quest of a glamorous life. I would even request that my family call me St. Laurent, I would sign my drawings Hermes, not to mention my imaginary aunt Cathy, in homage to Catherine Deneuve.
Left to right: Arielle Dombasle, Loulou de la Falaise, Betty Catroux, Mouna Ayoub.
