Over the past few weeks we have watched a client bastardise our concept for her new London boutique beyond recognition.
We have stood by and watched while things were measured, remeasured, and measured yet again to ensure that the proportions were what she thought they should be. All the while the individual components of the original concept - silver tea papered walls, limed oak furniture, crushed raspberry moire, hammered bronze, and antique mirror - were being replaced with poor imitations. Yet, we soldiered on as this was nothing new; just part of her pathology. It was her remark, "the new luxury is meant to be accessible", that finally put an end to our relationship.
Like true chic, true luxury is a state of being not something that can be easily bought and traded.