The Eye Has to Travel

A few days ago I received a text from one one my girlfriends telling me that I absolutely must see Diana Vreeland's, The Eye Has to Travel.

"It's so inspirational, she makes you feel okay for being different" - she said.

 Diana Vreeland

Diana Vreeland

I remember reading articles about Vreeland and definitely thought about seeing the movie when it was released, but upon further introspection I realized that somehow I'd actually missed it.

So I decided to dedicate the following evening to The Eye Has to Travel. It was an incredible 1 hour and 26 minute glimpse into the world of fantasy and fiction that Vreeland magically spun together.

The New York Times review tells the story in a much better way than I could:

While you’re watching the dizzily enjoyable documentary “Diana Vreeland: The Eye Has to Travel” you may find yourself thinking with an increasing fervor that, yes, wearing violet velvet mittens with everything is a fantastic idea, and that you’re just mad about rouge. Vreeland, a doyenne of 20th-century fashion and a paradigmatic self-made woman, had a genius for the inspirational, the gnomic and the divinely quotable. Atwitter before Twitter, she was a fabulous wit who brings to mind Wilde and Warhol even while being inimitably Vreelandesque: “The best thing about London is Paris.” “Fashion is not the same thing as style.” “I loathe narcissism, but I approve of vanity.”

Click here to read the entire review of The Eye Has to Travel by The New York Times