Even if you’re not a fashion enthusiast or follower of haute couture, you’ve almost certainly heard the name Coco Chanel. She was a designer and an an icon who reshaped the very idea of elegance. She populated the “little black dress” term redefining what sophistication could look like.

I’ve always been intrigued by her — that intense gaze, that aura of independence. She often seemed unapproachable, wrapped in mystery and strength. But as a creative myself (I’m a fine-art photographer), I’ve learned that to survive in any creative field, you need both softness and fierce confidence. And beneath her steely persona, Coco Chanel clearly had a poetic side, you can’t create clothing that lifts women’s spirits without having a tender heart somewhere beneath the discipline.

When my husband and I visited the Coco Chanel exhibition in Atlanta, I smiled at how little he actually knew about her story. He had, of course, heard her name — who hasn’t? — but didn’t realize she was born in France, raised in an orphanage, and built an empire from sheer determination. The organizer shared these stories with such enthusiasm that even he became captivated. (He later whispered, half-joking, that perhaps he now finally understood why women adore French fashion!)