Walking around the Pompidou, I noticed that these painters were rollin' with a pretty stylin' crowd. I became less interested with the subjects and more attentive to their ensembles. It's like street style for art history nerds, maybe? But I digress, I am installing the segment "The Artbreaker" that explores the reciprocity of fashion, style and art because I can. Boom.
Portrait of Greta Prozor by Henri Matisse, 1916
Henri, the pervy bastard that he is, had no shame provided us with a little sneak-a-peak of Greta's long limbs underneath that bright blue pilgrim gown of hers. He may have been a sketch, but Mademoiselle Prozor has some sartorial chops, no? If a mormon, YSL and Simone de Bouvoir were physically capable of bearing a child, Greta's oufit would be a result of said pregnancy.