ophelialingerie

a blog about the making of lingerie

Month: October, 2014

Paying my debts

purple ophelialingerie

My time in Antwerp is ending, so I have to tie up all my loose ends.

The last months it has been great to have a model on stand-by and it was time to pay her for her services.
This payment was not to be made in money, but in this beautiful made-to-measure lingerie set.

This is my way of saying thank you.

Mastering the balconette

la balconette

Since I am moving to Paris in a little over a week, I felt I had to make a bra that is the most French of them all:

la balconette.

Its seductive elegance has given shape to beautiful women of all times.

Show some skin

show some skin ophelialingerie

I took these pictures in the spirit of ‘I’ll show you mine if you show me yours’. Because this week, I have decided I will work on a collection. Although I have enjoyed working on individual pieces/stories the last few months, it is time to create a range of one idea.

The starting point is very simple: skin.
To tell this story of the base of beauty, I need you.

So all you followers, supporters, likers and haters, let’s show some skin.
Please take a picture of your purest self, add a note, story, song… and send it to info@ophelialingerie.be.

I need you for inspiration.

Ask-and-tell

askandtell ophelialingerie

I have a tendency to have these self-interviews in my head, as a way to organize my thoughts. So this is me, externalizing my inside conversations. Fortunately, this is not all I want to share with you. I asked my friend, and future model, to answer the same questions.

The result is this short parallel ask-and-tell.

Ophelia

Rachel

Describe Rachel Gruijters in three words.

Compelling, incontrovertibly, heart warming

Quietude, Memories, Personal

Describe Ophelia lingerie in three words.

Essential, feminine, natural

Timeless, Details, Geometry

What is the common ground between the two?

Story (-telling)

Simplicity

What is your first memory as an artist?

Sitting and painting a fish in my parents’ living room when I was five.
I remember taking it very seriously.

It was someones birthday (my brothers, my dads or mine) and everyone was drinking coffee and eating cake.
They were in a circle (apparently this is a very Dutch thing to do at birthdays). I was on the floor, using my spirograph set.
I loved doing that, which is odd, since I’m no good at maths at all. I found it so relaxing that I just fell asleep,
a midst all the people that kept on drinking coffee and kept on eating their cake.