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2012 January 20
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So much lace to love from The Beverly Room's Mauri Weakley this week! A bit of Grace Kelly, a touch of Chanel, and a nod to Miuccia in Weakley's latest musings on her fab finds...
Like so many things in life fashion ebbs and flows and cycles all the way around; minimal and very utilitarian moments emerge at one end of the spectrum only to become instances chock full of whimsy and pops of color at the other. My needle—and I think I am not alone in this—is currently leaning towards the latter.
Novelty after all has been the rage the last few seasons, with Miuccia Prada leading the charge, from monkey boleros and banana prints to glitter encrusted pumps and slingbacks with tailfins. Clearly imagination is playing a role in how women are getting dressed. And what better place to take that lively sense of imagination than vintage!
I have been drawn to these utterly whimsical dresses as of late with their pale hues, layers of lace, tulle, and organza, hints of metallic and rhinestones, and ultra feminine shapes. The ankle length lace dress with double layered swiss dot puff sleeves might be my favorite. Followed closely by the fifties powder blue organza dress—very Grace Kelly, High Noon. And that's followed by the sixties pale pink shift with silver metallic crochet overlay, bell sleeves, and rhinestone buttons. This little number reads very Chanel on. Perhaps these are for the girliest of girls. Or a photo shoot!
2012 January 20
What's not to love about that kinda-magical, kinda-kitschy, completely awesome effect of glow-in-the-dark anything? Viva la phosphorescence! Apparently, Hudson Jeans is on the same page as Chic, and they're debuting the Lou Lou tuxedo pant on Monday. By the light of day, these sleek cropped skinnies (in shades of olive, navy, or bordeaux) have a color-coordinated swipe of tux trim. Come nightfall, though, they positively glow! A little rave-y and we like it. Until Hudson rolls out its ultraviolet-friendly "invasion" of the MePa for NYFW, complete with a shindig at Scoop, vid projections, and art installations by Aakash Nihalani, Chic challenges you to watch this video only once. So mesmerizing, so TGIF-worthy. Can't wait to get our gams glowing soon enough...
2012 January 20
German fashion maestro Wolfgang Joop is just as famous for his big bouche as he is for the outrageous fashion. Let’s review, shall we?
“Every time I watch a couture show on my laptop I ask myself, who shall clean up all this mess?”—to GQ
“Karl will still design for Chanel even from six feet under.”—to Stern
“The designers feel the need to create more and more grotesque, screaming, absurd collections. Soon, there will only be one customer left—Lady Gaga.”—to GQ
“I regret that I didn’t really explore Berlin’s nightlife in the ‘80s. Mesh stockings, blurred makeup, mousse in the hair...Everybody was high on speed or other amphetamines and had some currywurst around the corner in the morning."—to Zoo
“A sculptor made the sculpture [of me] according to my instructions, but I didn’t specify how big the genitals should be.” —to Bild
"Now that Prada and Helmut Lang have bored us nearly to death with their intellectual minimalism, people want colors again."—to Spiegel
“Personally, I don’t need mutants around me. I prefer closeness and warmth.”—to Financial Times Deutschland
“[Heidi Klum] is not a top model, but an ad girl. Who in high fashion has this permanent grin? She doesn’t have a nice mouth even when she isn’t grinning....she has nothing to do with high fashion.”—to Bunte
2012 January 20
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Model and lady about town Poppy Delevigne discussed her three weeks of detox, Germans' sunny dispositions, and Karl the cat owner...
What’s your favorite thing to do in Berlin?
So far, eating Vietnamese food and drinking beer. I was still in bed by 10:30 p.m., though. I need beauty sleep.
You were detoxing earlier this month…
That was a three-week thing. Amazing to do and bright eyed and all that, but in the end, it made me a bit cranky. It’s Berlin! It’s fashion week! It would be rude to come all this way and not drink the beer!
Your buddy Karl Lagerfeld just got a kitty. Will he be a good pet owner?
He’ll be compassionate and endearing. I’m sure the cat will be dressed up in everything it should be dressed up in. Although he might not be changing the kitty litter.
What do you think of Germans?
I like them! They’re seriously friendly.
2012 January 20
What's been going on in Sergio's orbit as of late? Tons, obviously, but everything this week, year, decade even, pales in comparison to the Madonna fanatic (and JoCo's assistant at MC) finally meeting her Madgesty...
It finally happened. Madonna had the pleasure….OK, the backstory: Thanks to THE BOSS, I was in L.A. for the Golden Globes. Marie Claire and Harvey Weinstein co-hosted the biggest, hottest, sexiest party on the planet—The Golden Globes After Party at Trader Vic’s….As soon the awards show ended, I walked over to the party with MC’s senior fashion editor (and Entertainment Tonight style reporter) Zanna Roberts Rassi and MC Web Editor Abby Gardner. The space was tailored for Hollywood’s elite: plush white couches and leather booths, tuxedoed-clad waiters zipping by with trays of top shelf concoctions, delicacies I couldn’t even pronounce, a DJ spinning the sickest music. We were the first to arrive—or so I thought. THERE SHE WAS. In the corner, glimmering in her Reem Acra gown, clutching her well-deserved (piss off, Elton!) Golden Globe. She was surrounded by entourage—manager Guy Oseary, publicist Liz Rosenberg and a few others I didn’t recognize. Suddenly I spotted my in: her hairdresser, Andy LeCompte, who styles many of Marie Claire’s cover girls. Moments later, mid-conversation with Andy and Dana Stern, MC’s entertainment director, Madonna motions Andy over, kisses him on the cheeks, and says, “We’re outta here.” My heart drops. But before she could leave, Andy pulls me over, telling Her Madgesty, “You can’t leave—you have to meet someone.” And then, The… Earth… Stood… Still…
Madonna: Hi. [extends hand] I’m Madonna.
Me: [stammering] I can’t. I really can’t.
Madonna: You can’t what?
Me: You have to see this. [Whip out my iPhone to show her my screensaver—an iconic image of her circa 1990.]
Madonna: [smiles] Wow. That’s a long time ago.
The next few minutes felt like an eternity—we talked about her film, W.E., her Golden Globe win, how incredible she looked that night, Marie Claire (natch), and obviously my column. I asked her if I could have a photo with her for the column (always thinking of Daily Front Row!). She smiles, said of course, but that she needed to approve the pics. Madonna touching my phone? Yes, please! She summoned Andy over to fix her hair (not that perfection needed anything other than me next to her), and the rest is history. She approved all the snaps except one blurry shot and thanked me. Cue Guy Oseary pulling Madonna away.
Me: By the way, Guy knows who I am. I’ve run into him wearing tees with your face on them.
Madonna: Good! You should be wearing my face on your tees every day.
Words to live by. Long live the queen. (Shout out to Liz Rosenberg for helping me check off the only thing on my bucket list.)
2012 January 20
Well, this hilarious cardboard homage to the Kaiser made a trade show cameo, at least. Chic spotted "Superkarl," in all his cape-donning splendor, at Premium, Berlin's fab trade show that's wrapping up today. Photo opp, anyone?!
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