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Taken from a fashion series styled by myself and Sophie of http://sophanit.com/ photographed by me.

Dancing with Light

Model: Sophie http://sophanit.com/

Sunglasses: Maison Martin Margiela (L’Incognito Pilot)
Top: Leather Bandeau
Pants: Rick Owens DRKSHDW
Bag: Hermes Birkin
Watch: Michael Kors
Shoes: Y-3

Photographer: Myself (Michael Anthony)

Stylists: Myself and Sophie

Here Comes the Sun

Model: Sophie http://sophanit.com/
Dress: Free People
Watch: Michael Kors

Welcome!

There’s beauty in solitude and an unexpected peace within the grip of chaos. My entire life has been centered in creativity. From the first time I broke lead onto the pulp of trees, I had an innate urge to express myself. Looking at the bare, cracked walls of my parent’s dining room, i see remnants of my childhood hung sporadically. Poems, primarily haikus, are scribbled onto different colors of cardboard paper, laminated to preserve my words, like the gaudy furniture at your grandparents house covered in the thickest possible plastic.

Florence Bouly defined what I thought Paris would be like

While I was in Paris, I had the opportunity to photograph and converse with, what I would call, one of the most influential women I met in my travels. She was adorned in amber, gold, and beaded jewels created by herself. She was wearing a hat that resembled the tail of a peacock in the distance. When I approached her and asked if I could photograph her, I was greeted by a scowl and the vernacular of the bourgeois. She knew I was American and she could smell the stench of a middle class man. She took a long drag of her cigarette, gestured for me to sit, and proceeded to ash her cigarette on the table next to where we were sitting. “I will give you ten minutes,” she replied in a heavy, French accent. As she finished her sentence, I found myself turning away from her to avoid the concoction of tobacco and expresso perfume that cradled each word in her sentence. She sat with her Hermes Ulysses memo book she pulled from her Birkin bag. “You know I was a model in my time,” she chuckled. Though she was laughing, a part of me believed her to be serious. After exchanging e-mails and going through the frames, we parted ways. It wasn’t until I got back o the states that I realized she not only designed Jewelry, clothes, and hats, but she was an amazing and well recognized artist in Paris. To this day, I still laugh about this woman and I keep her picture at the front of my portfolio. See for yourself. She defined the fashion I expected from Paris.