When night comes... colors, vivacious or soporific, are distributed against the darkness of caliginosity. Colors dance like minions, prance like potent chorus girls, wave like abled and ambitious flags against nightfall. However hard color may try to escape the seemingly infinite soot; black prevails. For when one wears black with the night - there is nothing more cosmopolitan. A bond is created where life bleeds into death- day bleeds into night - clothing bleeds in to darkness. Only the archaic street-lamps and birds full of wanderlust can compete.
From Vogue China November 2009.