The stillness of COS

Yesterday I met Pater MD&M for a peek at the Vilhelm Hammershoi exhibition at the Royal Academy. I had to drop samples back and so combined this with a free entry to the exhibit of paintings by this Danish artist. Pater is a member of the RA so I piggy back on any offer of a free coffee and a browse. It is a beautiful retrospective small exhibition of his work summarised by this copy:-

'Hammershøi's most compelling works are his quiet, haunting interiors, their emptiness disturbed only occasionally by the presence of a solitary, graceful figure, often the artist's wife. Painted within a small tonal range of implied greys, these sparsely-furnished rooms exude an almost hypnotic quietude and sense of melancholic introspection.'

Actually this could equally apply to COS. I find myself coming over all introspective and silent when entering the Regent Street shop. I'm slowly coming to the conclusion I should do all my shopping here, as it is blissfully interesting and produces such brilliant items. Whilst all around are screaming plaid and losing their heads to bling, COS presents a minimalist haven of structure, quirks and graceful pieces that you wear not wear you.

Plus I love a shop that has a petticoat, in COS's case a dark green sultry number.