Chanel’s Le Vernis Rouge Noir lacquer in “Vamp” debuted in the mid-90s at Paris Fashion week. In its doubling, dual hue of dark red and black it played serious eye trickery on the least expected. It was the perfect color I thought to indulge in during my freshman year at University. I remember it fondly; the color was a haunting and daring hue, which provided the additional boldness I needed on the first day I rocked it on my tips. I distinctly recall it giving me the full fledge nerve to walk up to my crush without flinching and making the first move.
It was a crisp autumn day and campus was bustling. I remember being dressed in a pair of medium-blue, boot-cut Gap denim jeans, my heather gray University sweatshirt, with a pair of gray and neon green colored Nike Air Max and my freshly polished Chanel Vamp adorned nails. While walking across campus between classes I spotted him. As sure as the orange sun cascaded across the main library’s wall, I used the gusto I’d mustered up while feeling effortlessly dressed in my atheleisure look to walk daringly over to him and introduce myself. Notwithstanding the fact that initiating conversation with a potential guy was new for me, I walked up to him without hesitation because I felt bold and of course vampy . 👅
Though the boldness of my emotional drive took over my body, I was reminded that outside of everything that made me want to even make the fearless move, it was inherently apart of my growth as a young woman — it was time. The deep red enamel gleamed as we chatted and glimmered as I wrote down my phone number on a piece of note paper and pen, he provided. At the end, the encounter went not much further than hellos and pass-by pleasantries but nonetheless the encounter made for an unforgettable moment in time. Even today, many years later Chanel No. 18, “Vamp”, still has that same affect on me.