I was deeply saddened and disturbed to learn that 20 year old model Daul Kim was found dead in her Paris apartment, speculated to be a suicide.
I was lucky to meet Daul in passing on an elevator a year ago, she was with a group of girls for a casting in the building where I work — clad in a black Mongolian goat jacket that, coupled with her striking Han looks, gave her a presence unlike any model I’ve ever seen. More so, Daul revealed herself to be a curious, thoughtful, and entirely genuine human being as she posted her travels and musings on her blog. When I told her I was fan she thanked me with utter humility and a hint of surprise.
She was clearly loved championed by every facet of the fashion industry that I was aware of. There was the hope and expectation that she, as a young South Korean girl, would go on to be a game changer, adding to the dialogue and setting an example as a model of color in a world dominated by Caucasian preference. And as a South Korean she transgressed the country’s conservative conventions that have long held the nation back as a cultural capitol. I was always rooting for her, anticipating her rise to the top. She will be terribly terribly missed.