Monday, June 23, 2008

Vogue Mag: about as out of touch as a story featuring the cast of ‘Hair’ could be



As inaccurate as this may be, I often find myself imagining the editors and art directors of Vogue having meetings very much like the one seen in The Devil Wears Prada; nerve-wracking affairs where ideas are presented tentatively by the trembling editors, and discarded mercilessly by La Wintour. I like this vision because in the world of fashion, as in any realm, one must have ideals to aspire to. Like it or not, Vogue magazine still represents some of these ideals.

After a look at the Gareth Pugh/Agyness Deyn/ ‘Hair’ editorial in July’s issue, however, this fantasy took a considerable tumble. Seriously, who ok-ed this thing? ‘Minimalists’ Deyn and Pugh are dressed like trustfund beatniks straight out of central casting, and placed in the middle of sun-dappled Central Park. The rest of the story has their quiet afternoon disrupted by the cast of ‘Hair’, who are just as predictably attired in suede fringe, tattered denim, and love beads. Near the end of the story, we are to believe that Aggy has forged a tentative friendship with the hippies, as she sports a makeup flower over one eye.

Absurdity has a huge place in fashion. It is the dash of paprika that Diana Vreeland described as being essential to an interesting look. However, this editorial is more like an attempt at absurdity that ended up a boring, lazy, cliché. But it’s not fair to criticize without being constructive, so I’ve come up with some suggestions for a less vanilla editorial:

1. Being minimalist does not mean one is a lifeless statue with an unchanging facial expression. Could Ag and Gareth maybe… react to the situation? Personally, I keep seeing them shooting the hippies with laser beams (futuristic!).

2. I know the cast is wearing their costumes, but could they please have some different clothes? This is Vogue, after all. A little Dries and Marni, some Cavalli, anything! The 60s hippie look is, in a word, tired. As is the phrase/era/regurgitation of ‘the summer of love’.

3. Defy convention. Avoid the obvious. Bathe the cast and dress them in the most absurd Thom Browne available. The setting: urban power office with an insane and fabulous decorator.

4. Putting models in straight-from-the-runway looks is neither fashion forward nor interesting. Mix and mingle for a creative tingle! Besides, we will be seeing these ensembles for the next six months- let’s at least try to maintain some of the mystery.

Happy styling!

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Guess who is coming to dinner!


This says hello to me very distinctly!!!  Her hat is true genius, and I think that he might actually be the ideal dinner companion.  Who doesn't enjoy an exotic man with a rather formidable stature.  

Saturday, June 14, 2008

INSPIRED!!!


Ok...can we talk about this divine credenza?  I came across this image today while perusing the internet.  The photograph is of a room designed by William Pahlman.  I like everything about this image...from the abundant floral arrangement to the outrageous leopard skin that is stretched across the front of that credenza.  Ok.  Let's be honest.  I adore the outrageous leopard skin!!  The only thing that looks dated is that awful urn.  Otherwise, this would work in a contemporary interior.  This is definitely aspirational living.

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

The Dew


New York is currently in the middle of some kind of biblical heat wave. Air conditioning is mandatory, clothing is a burden, and walking down the subway steps feels like a trip to the steaming core of Hell.

But one biproduct of the heat- dewy skin. Yes! It's probably sweat, but my skin hasn't looked this smooth and luminous since... last summer. Speaking of which, I desperately need a bit of color. What does one do without a proper rooftop for sunbathing and a fear of faux tanner?

Sunday, June 8, 2008


I just finished watching the Hunger for the second time this weekend.  I think it is an amazing film.  It is rare that a movie is able to really capture the spirit of the time without slipping into a parody of it.  It manages to be quite sensual, decadent, and macabre...all at the same time.  

courtesy of MGM