Andy Warhol book set (from the 50’s and there are only like 90 copies in existence or something crazy like that,) Vogue UK December 2008, Sassy, my new Miu Miu clogs, Live Through This cassette, Tom Ford lipsticks. All in the Miu Miu shoebox which looks like the hotel in The Shining.
And this is me:
Chloe Sevigny is maybe the only celebrity-turned-designer that I find to be an actually good designer, and the only one who I believe actually does her own designs. Who else could create something so Sassy and cute and attitude-y and perfect in every way? I want everything from her new collection for Opening Ceremony but will probably end up saving for a pair of those platform cloggy shoes. They will be totally perfect as a gift to myself for entering high school and becoming the pair I wear every single day. Then when I’m old and can’t wear any shoes since I’ll have spent my entire youth in either heels or sole-tearing Doc Martens, I’ll pass my Chloe Sevigny for Opening Ceremony platforms down to one of my grandchildren, then, after reconsideration, threaten them with an embarrassing Bar/Bat Mitzvah toast unless they give them back.
I was bored during class. I think we were watching a movie. I drew these by memory, which means I spend way too much time looking at what I can’t have.
Herve Leger and Calvin Klein, both Fall 2010.
Disappearing candles at Rodarte.
How to kick butt:
1. Buy either Rodarte’s, Jil Sander’s, or Alexander McQueen’s shoes for Spring.
2. When your lunch money gets stolen or your neighbor tells you to turn down your music, make a permanent dent in the punk’s head.
All photos from style.com.
Ah, bad puns! Anyway, one of my favorite shows of New York last season was undoubtedly Y-3, Yohji Yamamoto’s line for Adidas. His namesake label has lots of draped, loose clothing, and the clothes for Y-3 usually carry the same free-spirited feel. This season was no exception – fun, colorful, everything I guess you would expect from Yohji Yamamoto when he’s making sportswear. It’s very interesting to see a conceptual designer’s idea of more wearable practicality, and to see one make their inspiration more literal – this time, soccer, which included goal net mesh dresses (a bright pink one was my favorite piece from the collection, along with white leather strappy wedges-I am team Nineties Minimalism, all the way) and a soccer net even dropped down from the ceiling for the finale…
All around, lots of fun! I am awful at sports but maybe I will consider joining a school team if it means an excuse to buy one of these dresses (which I’m sure are totally necessary for volleyball, right?):
I composed this outfit in my head during school today.
Life has been torturous ever since.
Junya Watanabe top. Prada skirt. Free People tights. Proenza Schouler shoes.
Dear stars up above: Please find a way to get those Proenza booties in my closet? The same goes for the Junya top.
Thank you.
Love, Tavi.
During a season where everyone else seems to be focused on a lighter shade of Spring, Kate and Laura Mulleavy have gone rather dark. The imaginations of these two sisters are always widespread, and were this season, as well — the inspiration was condors, vultures, and girls that burn in the desert and become vultures. A very dramatic collection, the clothes were shades of primarily black and red, and there was of course the mixture of different textures and fabrics that has become a huge part of the quickly developed Rodarte aesthetic. And along with the fog, the lights, the Nicholas Kirkwood shoes of steel, arm tattoos inspired by LA gang girls, and strings of blood-like string trailing from the body, there were also these more homely fabrics: plaids, cheesecloths, and what looks like a soft burlap. A bit like the sisters themselves. While their imaginations and inspirations take them everywhere, both girls remain very down-to-earth. A dramatic collection for Spring, but much more natural feeling than a number of other shows. And the moment the first model glided down the runway in a dress made out of burnt fabrics with a streak of lime running through her chest, even the show goers that fake-coughed at the fog and tried to act unimpressed by the setting were instantly drawn in and wide eyed.
Last season, Marc Jacobs was a solid flashback to the 80’s and not much else. His recent Spring 2010 collection, however, can’t be retraced to just one idea. References came from everywhere this time, and quickly brought the plain white box of the Armory in New York City, where Jacobs held the show, to life.
So, what were all these references? I myself thought it was very geisha-circus-mermaid-pajamas-ballet class, obviously very girly and, of course, a bit granny. Marc Jacobs really is the king of making the kooky old lady look “work” for younger women, and the pieces from this collection will look great on anyone from a lady in her 20’s to her 70’s. In fact, I think the collection could even look decent on somebody in her 13’s! Hint, hint. HINT. (Also, I would love to see BryanBoy and Jean Paul Paula rocking these pieces as well.)
The styling is so SO inspiring.
The collection wasn’t very flashy, especially not after the shiny 80’s redoux of last season, where the inspiration was very literally interpreted. This time things were a little bit more “off,” much to my own glee and squealing as the editors sitting by me look unimpressed. This obviously means the collection wasn’t as glamorous as that 80’s one, or other designers that showed in New York, but who is really dying to be glamorous now when I think it’s safe to say the reign of Last Night’s Party and bandage dresses fit for Winona’s weekly DSYC is over? Jacobs even told style.com he’s tired of seeing young girls in black and studs (which I have to second.) As Donatella Versace recently said, glamor nowadays is all about contradictions. At Marc Jacobs, the silhouettes were awkward yet graceful. Most of the individual pieces were pretty pretty and prim and proper, but the styling made it all a bit disheveled. Sounds like a way more secretive and awesome kind of vavavavoom to me.
So, while Jacobs’s fanny packs and flats might not compliment an outfit full of studded leather as well as shiny leather handbags and 5 inch heels, they are far more impressive when you can pull them off. And I know I would much rather be the awkward fanny-pack-with-flats, ruffle overkill, loads-o-layers show goer than…anything else, really.