No one can tell me differently. Sasha Pivovarova is THE Sasha Fierce. Move aside, Bey. My love affair will never die; with every awkward stride, the left arm that has a mind of its own, and the cutest face from Russia, I will always cherish thou. Gladly would I trade Karmen places.
The sexy, preppy menswear-influenced pieces to the tuxedo-inspired numbers, Dsquared² certainly hit the mark in Milan.
Interesting casting choice for Vogue Turkey with Hilary Rhoda and Julia Stegner with all of that shiny, healthy hair. It’s refreshing to see some faces that haven’t been covering every magazine lately, even with the beloved Miu Miu that is featured in many Fall editorials and covers. Completely approved.
Round two for Lara in Vogue Paris’s 90th Anniversary issue. Lara and Steven Klein teaming up always seems to have this sexual, tragic context to their editorials. It bothered me for some time how Steven is always so referential with his previous works lately, but here it works in a stunning portrayal of sins.
The story begins with the prideful Lara who looks down on her manservants, clad in perverse drag. Stone follows through with gluttony; her caviar-covered subject is the topic of her desires. While gazing and admiring herself in a mirror, the amount of greed shows no mercy when it comes to vanity. Her behaviors have led to unnecessary wheeling around, displaying her true slothfulness. In the end, Lara spots the two together in lust and falls into despair from envy, resulting with her wrath from her golden gun.
Ph Steven Klein
Réalisation Carine Roitfeld
Let’s kick of everyone’s week with a breathtaking and dark masquerade, lensed by Mert & Marcus. The 90th Anniversary issue of Vogue Paris will be in my possession as soon as I can attain it in this college town. This is one of two editorials featuring cover model, Lara Stone, and she is joined by an elite cast of models. Carine handled the styling quite superbly; the skeleton, the Givenchy crown of thorns and the Treacy creations are such wondrous and what my dreams are made of. Magnificent.
Lara Stone, MariaCarla Boscono, Freja Beha, Dahpne G, Crystal Reyn and male models.
Ph Mert & Marcus
Réalisation Carine Roitfeld
I’ve yet to thumb through my Vogue October issue, but I did get the chance to see this wonderful editorial. Jeremy Renner could have been replaced by anyone else, but other than his presence, the story is very chic, well-styled, and a refreshing take on an editorial in Vogue.
Title: Dangerous Liaisons
Magazine: Vogue US October 2010
Models: Lara Stone, Jeremy Renner
Photographer: Steven Klein
Stylist: Tonne Goodman
So here’s the official cover. The previous photo was correct. It is such a stunning image. There is some criticism comparing Vogue Paris to Playboy, but it’s absolutely stunning. While the cover model may be masked and identity hidden, you immediately recognize Lara through her already iconic face structure, teeth, mouth and her lovely breasts that we have all seen many times. Ravishing.
Gorgeous and sexy, Magda. We could all use a little Magdalena Frackowiak in our lives, especially in YSL and those deep, red lips. The photographer did a really perfect job to capture a polished, crisp finish to the photos. The veiled Magdalena is stunning.
Title: Her Dark Materials
Magazine: Telegraph September 2010
Model: Magdalena Frackowiak
Photographer: Catherine Servel
Stylist: Daniela Agnelli
Thoughts, questions or concerns?
Eeeek. Cringeworthy and unintentionally ridiculous/awesome at the same time. Can this even be considered blackface? I know Constance is pretty fair-skinned, so she just could be really bronzed with just a black child, right? Right?
Numéro No. 117 October 2010
Model: Constance Jablonski
Photographer: Greg Kadel
I am really having a hard time with my judgement on this show. Not only is the soundtrack – which selection was perfect – horrendously too loud, the level of taste was questionable, Burberry’s definition seems to have shifted to a place I don’t want it to be. The neon seemed to distract from the quality of the fabrics and construction, visually cheapening many items. I’ll have to be honest that I enjoyed the numbers that stood out in color more so than the accents and accessories that were added. The heritage of the house turned more into a biker-scene, and the pants stood out more than anything else. There were superbly crafted leathers and finely jackets that saved this line, and the menswear were on point. Poor, poor Nina. The girl finally gave in due to those killer heels. Unfortunately for all of the wobbling models, she was the one who closed and fell.
Looking back through, nothing is terribly refreshing from Burberry Spring 2011. The problems I have with this seem to override what I truly loved, but it certainly isn’t true. I love Burberry season after season, so I’m hoping this will grow and I will definitely warm up to it.
Every time I see this cover of Grey, I’m mesmerized by Karlie’s gaze.