We get email: From the great designer Marcel Wanders

Just in, 27 minutes ago.

He wrote:

Thanks for your kind piece of writing, I love marks of life myself, some time ago I wrote the following text about a series of bags I designed:
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One day I woke up early and saw pink imprints in my face, because I gave myself the time to look at them.

I saw the "footprint" of a good sleep and the cleansing massage of a soft pillow.

In these temporary scars I saw the revitalisation of my sleeping body, revealing cryptic messages of my secret dreams.

I understood each wrinkle I gain is a sign of wisdom and should be treasured, as is the wisdom it represents and contains.

Each line in my hand resonates in my life, is mine, and represents parts of who I am.

Each line in my face resonates in my life and represents parts of who I have become.

We still wonder about the why's and how's of crop circles.

I wonder if we will ever understand the slightest of the great puzzle life makes for us on our own skin on a constant basis.

I want these wrinkly Murano bags to contain your wisdom, contain parts of your life, and in the future parts of who you will become.

I want you fo finish my project and fill these bags with your wrinkles, your life, your puzzle.

T'Ga je goed!

marcel

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Besides being as lyrical and open to possibility and the contingent as his work, that's the most powerful argument against cosmetic surgery I've ever come across.

It really is true, then, what they say: only the very coolest people on the planet visit here.