Marine grew up in Brive-la-Gaillarde, about a five-hour drive south of Paris. Hers was a fairly typical suburban French childhood, modestly pleasant, and filled with physical activity. But I also liked the team spirit around it, and training all together. Yeah, for sure, it helps you have some courage. From within the rough-and-tumble tomboy emerged a girl with an affinity for style, especially as a means of expression. In the evening I was with the boys a lot, jogging, looking really dirty, and then in the day I would dress in pink pants, with a crazy haircut.
So I had this double playing already. Every five centimeters he would stick a key anchor, even though these things cost ten centimes. But I loved it, and I passed so much time doing that, so maybe something came from this side also. She was fortunate to have the full backing of her parents, who saw value in the process of exploration and had already noticed some signs of raw talent in their daughter.
And I was quite good at that! I was not thinking I would do fashion, I just liked color and drawing. So off she went, at the age of 14, to an internatβa sort of academic internshipβnear Limoges. That helped me know what I want to do more quickly than some children. We were going to this shop every day, buying some yellow belts, some berets, just amazing stuff, and everything cost one Euro so I could afford basically everything I wanted.
She made a habit of classifying and organizing them, building little looks out of different combinations. What attracted her most was the relationship between the human body and the objects and materials we interact with on a physical level, but no matter how she wanted to explore this dynamic, there was still much more to learn.
Marseille marked a period of maturity as she graduated from her teens, and a time of cultural awakening. Because in France everything is centralized, and if you do good fashion you have to go to Paris, otherwise you are not good enough to go there.
