Victoria Sekrier

Victoria Sekrier

Stylist. London.

Its something of a fashion Cinderella story: a Russian native leaves the USSR at 16 to become a model. After spending a few years in Manhattan shooting for a handful of glossies including Vogue and i-D (heard of them?), she takes courses at FIT before going on to assist everyone from Alastair McKimm to Anna Sui and eventually launches a styling career of her own in London. So, yes, short of adding photographer to her résumé, Victoria Sekrier can more or less carry off an entire editorial all on her own. Watch your back, world.

Rolling up to Sekriers southeast London flat in the middle of Fashion Month, we were a little surprised that there wasnt a fleet of street style photographers camping out next to her door. And because youre inevitably about to ask why, well fill you in: Sekriers entire wardrobe (and thus, being) encapsulates that perfect mix of lady and street (a juxtaposition we think the likes of Usher would admire if the lyrics to Yeah are anything to go by). Jumbo Dior Tribal earrings, well-worn Kenzo vans; an oversized Jordan Nike Air sweatshirt, creeper-esque Stella McCartney boots...also known as the exact DNA of everything we want to wear, like, ever.

When we werent getting down in her closet, we were busy bonding over a full selection of our favorite magazines and the extensive archives that Sekrier keeps on hand (System, 032C, The Gentlewoman, CR Fashion Book, Pop) and Sekriers penchant for an all-organic-everything beauty routine (organic argan oil, organic rosewater spray) rounded out by a serious love of Comme des Garçons fragrance. Finally we watched as Sekrier got dressed for her portraits, donning a painfully cool ensemble of a scuba-esque Marni top, textured Dries Van Noten skirt that wouldnt look out of place on your high school art teacher, and a pair of Y2K-ready Sacouny sneaks. Kind of like Ms. Frizzles take on normcore. We knew there had to be a reason why Steven Meisel likes her...