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M.I.S.S. On the Scene: Amasia



The air was thick as we walked up to the front door of the Tribeca Grand, thick with the moisture of a rainy night, anticipation and faded memories. I honestly did not know what to expect after RSVP’ing to the screening of Amasia a film by Wardenclyffe for Jules Kim of Bijules. Having been familiar with Kim’s jewelry line for some time one thing was a guarantee, if the film were to reflect Jules’ line at all, I would be sure to expect the earthy magnetism of nature’s metals transformed into elegant fashion.

My girl N was by my side through all of this.  A gal who is up for anything, I knew I could count on her to be my ‘date’ for the evening. And it was she who was the one reminiscing throughout it all. You see N had briefly dated a socialite/wanna-be actor a while back. Their romance was nothing short of a whirlwind after a chance introduction through the showroom of a well-known NY designer. Two crazy kids in lust, the city was their playground and the Tribeca Grand was one of their haunts.

As we entered the bar, we walk past the velvet ropes to where our fellow guests were enjoying one of the 2 complimentary cocktails created just for the night’s event. I helped myself to the vodka and ginger beer concoction. The bar scene was just as thick as the night air, as all of the guests were tucked into the same dark corner of the hotel lounge. There were the fashion kids fresh out of work in their heels and black layered style, inhabitants of the blogosphere snapping away, never missing a moment to capture on camera, and one dapper gentleman who made the effort to fashion himself a turban almost in the style of a traditional Afghan man.

The drinks were strong. N and I thought it would be best to pace ourselves and take a break. We had already been at the venue for an hour and the start of the screening did not seem to be in sight. We took the time to explore the hotel. As we descended the staircase to the hotel’s basement level, N ran her hands over the heavy velvet drapes that covered the walls. She sighed, breathless from memories. ‘We went behind these curtains and made out all night.’ Then while staring at the ground she recounted, ‘I remember how this carpet felt beneath my feet.’ I could tell from her face that these were happy memories, shared with a man who was but one thing to her: the most fun.

We emerged from around the bend of one of the basement’s remote corners to find our fellow attendees filing into the theatre. The start of the movie was near – thank goodness, as I don’t know if another one of those drinks would have been proper. Jules took the stage, introducing the new film and thanking the crowd. With that the film begins. At just over 3 minutes, it’s a macro view of Iceland’s natural beauty then suddenly as if emerging from the interiors of the earth, one lone Bijules ring. It’s gemstones glinting in faint light.

The lights come up in the theatre. I look at N and both of our faces read one thing, ‘Time for a drink!’ We arrive back at the bar only to find the complimentary drinks have since run dry. The bartender was kind enough to offer free beers, but those truly didn’t compare to those vodka, ginger drinks earlier in the evening.  As I am discussing the night’s events with N it becomes apparent that the bartender is hovering almost between us. He interrupts our conversation, looking directly at N and says, ‘You remind me of someone…’ Not one to miss a beat, N responds, ‘Do you know Rogue from X-Men? That’s the look I’m going for.’ They laugh and talk comic books. Before we leave N and the bartender exchange numbers. An interesting twist of fate for a girl who was, just moments before, all wrapped up in the ghosts of boyfriends past.

The film lived up to my aesthetic expectations for the newest brainchild of Jules Kim, the stunning nature photography certainly had me convinced of the beauty of the earth’s natural resources, and no doubt that beauty may be had in a Bijules piece or any adornment fashioned out of earthly materials. Though to name the film ‘Amasia’ denotes a seismic shift, as Amasia is the name of the proposed supercontinent that would be created when the Asian and North American continents collide due to tectonic plate shifting. What exactly are Jules and team asserting here and how does it relate to Bijules and the jewelry industry itself? It’s hard to tell from the less than 4 minutes of film. What I do know is that night I witnessed a personal Amasia of sorts. Of N shifting away from the memories of one boy to the prospects of a new one.

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