There is always a statement to be made by Miuccia Prada. Sometimes socio-political references, sometimes an underlying metaphysical statement is to be had. Maybe many of us look into more than what is there, but Prada is a show that always has substance, no? Often times innately ugly, many times not beautifully perceived to the eye right away, there is a beauty to Miuccia’s designs that are genius. Various ideas are blended into Ms. Prada’s SS 2014 show.
Murals are at the forefront of focus. Possibly not so underlying, though, is Miuccia forcing her designs to represent a sort of feminine quality: I am woman, hear me roar.
There are bras that have no functionality at all on the exterior of coats to bejewelled garments mixed with murals of women. Reference after reference, we would say that it is all very blatant and design of high-intelligence.
Last but not least, Grace Mahary walked. Referential design be damned, Grace is THE bad bitch on the runway.
New York Fashion Week is THE fashion week in America, and I was lucky enough to work and attend for the third season in a row. I work every show at Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week at Lincoln Center and am fortunate enough to view most of those shows. In recent seasons it has become more of a spectacle than it has been in the past. You will no be walking around and notice the absurd amounts of street style bloggers and photographers wanting to snap your photo and along with them: the street style stars. More on that topic later.
Anyway, here are a few from my busy week to prove that I was there. I have more, but they’re really unnecessary to post.
There is nothing I enjoy more than to experiment with new fashions or new statements. Maybe this has developed from me coming from small town Indiana and where I’m surrounded by Wranglers, John Deere, and the soccer moms’ go-to luxury of Vera Bradley or Coach purses.
Fashion is about having fun with whatever you’re doing with it, so let’s talk Bond Hardware. I came across them going through some blog and sort of had that moment when you need something immediately. The them I speak of are two Brooklyn designers: Dana Hurwitz and Vincent Barile. No, I don’t want it, I need it. I need it as much as a fatherless twink bottom needs a top. They have taken regular hardware pieces and turned them into terribly chic neckwear. Every piece is unique in its own way and has been on the likes of Daphne Guinness. The Hitch Ring and Window Lock(s) bring just the amount of rough and tough to any outfit. These are the perfect fetishist pieces that could compliment a leather harness to a soft, silk blouse.
There may be more covers coming, but I’m going to focus on these right now. I believe this may be Miss Kloss’s first shoot with Karl, so I’m going to say this is really major for her career. May she become a Chanel girl, amen. Covering in Jean Paul Gaultier haute couture, Karlie’s cover was the first to be revealed and obviously our girl is working it. Need the editorials ASAP.
Numéro Paris March 2012 Models: Karlie Kloss, Saskia De Brauw, Aymeline Valade Photographer: Karl Lagerfeld
Sexy, steamy, and dayum. David Beckham is in his underwear once again, this time for my company: H&M. This will first air on television and be broadcast throughout the world during the Super Bowl in my city of Indianapolis. I’ll be picking up the long johns tomorrow at work. What will you be buying for yourself or that sexy man in your life?
I’m in love with the Hitchcockian campaign for Jil Sander. The models looking through the broken glass and the shadowy staircase create the element of horror, which is polar opposite of the Spring presentation, yet the silhouettes emanate the feeling and a refreshing look at their inspiration.
Everyone from WWD to Grazia is reporting that Raf Simons is in talks with Dior. This seems odd. So many people have been reported to have been in talks with the company after Galliano got the boot. We’ve heard everyone from Ackermann, Tisci, to Elbaz, and of course, Marc Jacobs. This new pairing just doesn’t seem to fit. Don’t get me wrong, Raf’s designs are wonderful, but he’s first and foremost a menswear designer, and his work at Jil Sander doesn’t seem to mesh well with the Dior crowd, perhaps. Maybe we’re all used to John Galliano’s drama and excessive exuberance. I know Galliano’s designs have been said to be overdone and getting a little been there, done that, so why is it so hard to find a replacement?