Jim and I go way back. In a previous life we worked together designing Swiss Army stuff. He’s a tremendous artist and illustrator (seriously) and has an uncanny ability to find the best food within a 500 yard radius of wherever he is. It’s his gift and his curse. Jim’s a pretty laid back guy and it takes a lot to get him to show extremes of emotion. Chamonix is one of this things that just causes him to explode from his zen-like state into that of a giddy schoolgirl. It was obvious whenever he talked about her that he loved her more than just about anything.
And who could blame him. Chamonix is the personification of that amazing dress – beautiful, elegant, unique, a little offbeat, and completely awesome.
Their day was the personification of the two of them – photos in various parts of New York City, a wonderfully intimate venue, and the most amazing cookies I’ve ever had in my life (and trust me when I say I’m a connoisseur). I was thrilled and honored to be there and couldnt be happier for them.