Showing posts with label New York Fashion Week. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New York Fashion Week. Show all posts

Wednesday, 18 February 2009

Marc Jacobs, move to London, babe.

Thank god for Marc Jacobs, inn'it? When everyone else is doing recession-chic, he goes there and BAM! throw a bunch of bright, colourful party outfits at us. He told editors that he was thinking about a time in New York (the 80's - yes!) when people loved to dress-up and party and it doesn't happen anymore. IT DOESN'T?! Hellow! Maybe not in New York, because here in London, club kids are having a BALL in their closets, thankyouverymuch. Maybe you should move up here darlin' - Paris must be dull to you at mo...

Oh, one more thing: THANK YOU, MJ, for bringing back the monster shoulders. I still have here at the studio a bunch of 80's jackets that have totally OTT shoulders, and I was a little disheartened to have to shrink them...now, maybe I should wait another 6 months when the entire high-street will be copying them, and then I'll be RICH (cue evil laugh here: MWAHAHAHAHAWWW)... or not.


*images style.com

Sunday, 15 February 2009

New York Fashion Week is rock'n'rolling

I say! New York Fashion week is rocking right now, and to echo Carrie Bradshaw in that infamous episode that she falls spectacularly while walking down the catwalk : ME LIKEY. From what I've seen (no, I'm not there - god BLESS style.com), everyone seems to be doing tough, rock'n'roll, smoking-sexy numbers - albeit with typical New York slickness - and all very wearable. It goes without saying that is plain-old black will be the colour du jour come autumn, which, even though I'm still in mid-winter and nearly SCREAMING for some floating, colourful, uni-layered freedom , I'll be welcoming it with gusto by the end of the year.

SO. My favourites.

New York prodigious Alexander Wang, a favourite with every rock-chick (specially Brits) kept his trademark simple-but-effective lines, swapping jersey for leather and a bit of tailoring. Less sporty (although there was an awful lot of cycling shorts.. are they gonna come back?) and more sophisticated, but all still VERY sexy. (I, for once, a-d-o-r-e it. Cut-out leggings, you shall be mine.)


Then, the celebrity-consanguineous Charlotte Ronson, tartan and floral prints aside, also showed some sturdyness with - again - lots of leather, panelled cut-out leggings (oh, yes), and that corset on top of a flimsy dress . Skinny silhouettes will very much appeal to a gal's inner groupies, which, again, I a-p-p-r-o-v-e.

More leather, this time mixed with lots of lace, mesh, and uhm, skin, appeared at Staerk's runway, giving a whiff of 80's Madonna with high-waisted skirts, and lingerie on show.

And, to finish off, Rag&Bone was all Japanese references, with a robust edge (and a little homage to Balmain with that one-shoulder bandage dress). Less sexy, more street-wise and chic, this is resilient fashion to brave tough weather.

*all original images Style.com