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Category: Yves Saint Laurent

The Herds The Word

“Two things Florida can teach the other 49 states: how to make a good margarita and how to deal with a hurricane.” Tom Feeney

Well well well another of Mother Nature’s minions is headed our way. Mine especially– being in Jersey and all. Or so they keep telling me. And by they I mean my parents and a concerned acquaintance via Facebook chat. Sure I’m just as scared of dying on the 7th floor of a high rise on a cliff in a natural disaster as the next, but I’m also the first looking forward to a 57th street blackout. Bergdorf. Chanel. Louis. YSL. Bring it Irene Sandy. jk be safe.

SLiP

“Clearly, this period of the history of the house was not well-known, which I trust was a surprise for Pierre Bergé [Saint Laurent's long-term partner]. I went back to 1966 – just before the events of 1968 [when 11 million workers revolted against the conservative politics of then-President Charles de Gaulle - the biggest general strike in history], but the awakening of youth was in the air, and Yves Saint Laurent wanted to dissociate himself from the clientele of haute couture and embrace this new generation.” Hedi Slimane

I’m not the girl who has a problem admitting when I’m wrong. Perhaps because it doesn’t happen very often, but I will say there is dignity in ownership– albeit good or bad dealings. And well, when I speculated that YSL becoming SLP would be a total abhoration, I was wrong. In fact it’s so fucking chic I die. And like other than being a bit trite at times, its otherwise spot the fuck on. Like Johnny Depp. Which uncanny enough the collection bears striking resemblance to. I know I completely skipped over YSL’s fall but whatever.


Yves Saint Laurent, 3 East 57th Street, 212.980.2970
Images courtesy of Style.com

Shirt Over Skirt Over Shirt Over Skirt.

“Its not really a shorter skirt, I just have longer legs.” Anna Kournikova

I’m like really stuck on skirts lately always. The past few months I’ve been going through this waist barren shirt over skirt, pre grunge 90s Helmut thing and I’m still really into it for fall. It’s totally sartorial without being at all sartorial. As if to say I care enough to put on a decadent skirt, but I’m just too drunk, stoned, model to tuck in.

Since we all can’t have, I mean, don’t want a Cher Horowitz-Rick Owens moment, here are some other voguely suitable shirt over skirt situations.

The Amish’questrian.
Giddy Gucci up.

(The Stripe: Maison Martin Margiela, The Bag: Gucci Tigrette, The Skirt: Altuzarra, The Boots: Gucci Riding)

The Graduate.
Study me this.

(The Shirt: rag & bone, The Cap: Missoni, The Leather: Versus, The Bra: Agent Provocateur, The Heel: Valentino, The Bag: Marc Jacobs)

The Comic Con.
Obsessed.

(The Bag: 3.1 Phillip Lim, The Skirt: Versace, The Shirt: Raquel Allegra, The Scarf: Alexander McQueen, The Stole: Miu Miu, The Thigh Highs: Yves Saint Laurent)

The Desert Nordic.
For St.Tropitzerland.

The Frames: Cutler and Gross, The Vest: Karl Donoghue, The Shirt, The Bag: Burberry, The Skirt: Rick Owens, The Gloves: Haider Ackermann)

Image courtesy of John Tan Casting/Styling

“Fantasy Mirrors Desire. Imagination Reshapes It.”

Okay so here’s what I’d be wearing this fall if I had a…

Sugar daddy.
Sick paying job.
Trust Fund.
Drug dealing boyfriend.
Unlim bank account.

(The moto shootie: Chloé, The knit: 3.1 Phillip Lim, The Bag: Newbark, The Leather: Acne, The Blouse: T by Alexander Wang, The Frame: YSL , The Fur: Philosophy di Alberta Ferretti)

**Quote by Mason Cooley

A Bidi Bidi.

Once upon a time my family was so obsessed with Selena that it was the only thing we listened to in the car; this was after playing out the Lion King but before the Backstreet Boys. My parents were so impressed with my little sister’s rendition of “bidi bidi bom bom” that they actually forbade my older sister and I from singing along as well. I mean jesus- even Selena’s heifer sister was allowed to participate. rude. Although I really shouldn’t complain, we all know now that it wasn’t Leah’s voice my parentals were taken aback with, but her tejano worthy complexion. Lucky bitch is tan year round. naturally.

But enough about my sister’s brown sugary skin, this post is really dedicated to the woman who made embellished bustiers totally icon worthy. Rebelling against her father with a bejeweled décolletage and skin tight leather. Marrying the help. Uniting Cholitas and Gringas. You were an inspiration to insurgent daughters everywhere and we miss you Selenas. I know that if you were alive today you would’ve had this One Teaspoon, or Dolce & Gabbana bustier on pre-order, for trips to the market, workouts. whatever.

And because we can’t all get away with that much sparkle on a regular basis, here is the second outfit inspiration in honor of my favorite bosom buddies in celebration of boobs being back in. oh righttttt.

The Selena

The Shades: American Apparel Jackson Frames, The Bustier: Vera Wang Eyelet Printed, The Leather: The Row Legging, The Minaudière: Franchi Floral, The Cuff: YSL Lace Effect, The Shoe: Guiseppe Zanotti Peep-toe

Tit for Tat.

Cherry picking a part of the body otherwise left un-seen by the public (with the exclusion of beaches, music festivals and House Bunny), every so often the fashion community takes an undergarment and makes it the must-have outerwear… Bloomers have been a wardrobe staple and Miu Miu mainstay for seasons now and last year everyone and their mother (no really it was scary) was rocking the lace bra as a tank look.

As beloved as it was, I’m happy to bid the trend adue and say hello to a more figure friendly one. And by figure friendly I mean my figure friendly– boobalicious. You see, a few years ago, Paris took the throne in an unprecedented itty bitty titty coup  and almost immediately, big breasts fell hard from fashion grace. All of a sudden designers everywhere started to care more about the un-shapely people of the world. Amorphic looks flooded runways and magazines and then quickly hit the stores. If only I had known then that boobs would take a turn for the un-chic in 2004, I wouldn’t have spent the early part of the decade wishing for them to arrive. But we can’t go back. Not to then, or to A-line and oversized, caftan or bib front, boxy or drop waist, bandeau or maxi. Times that do nothing but shame busts into hiding. Dark times. Flat times. I shudder…

But, the more I see my therapist, the more I’m learning to forgive. And thanks to a paradigm shift in trends, which hopefully signals smoke signs of hope that designers have come to their senses, I’m happy to report boobs are back in! Seriously, burn that striped bandeau, it wasn’t doing much for you anyway and get lifted. Strap yourself into the “it” summer shirt– the bustier, or bralet. Sorry surfboards you’ve gotta sit this one out, but just remember that up until now you’ve had every single trend, you can shop anywhere at any price point and you can basically skip sports bras and bikini tops all together. so go fuck yourselves.

In honor of my excitement that graciously we’ve been given 1 hot trend in 8 years, over the next few weeks I’ll be bringing you the chicest looks inspired by some of my favorite bosom buddies. Yea… I’ll be dragging this one out.

The Sophia.

The Shades: Dior Cat Eye, The Bustier: Dolce & Gabbana Floral Jacquard, The Bag: Celiné Anthracite, The Shorts: Dolce & Gabbana High Waisted, The Shoe: Fendi Lace-up Espadrille, The Earrings: Lanvin Crystal Embellished, The Cuff: YSL Black Mamaba

I Just Came to Wave Hello…

 Prada

 Mark Cross

 Yves Saint Laurent

 Proenza Schouler

Barneys, 660 Madison Ave, 212.883.2200

Red Trench. Red Blouse. Red Bag. Red Runway- Red Dress!

Because of Fall Fashion Week I have been so neglectful to all of the sick city windows going on right now and I’m sorry!!! (So much for my windows trump runway rant, huh?!). Anyway, the other night I was invited to the Red Dress Collection fashion show, put on by The Hearth Truth, a decade long campaign that promotes awareness among women about a leading killer- heart disease, and I had so much fun!

 

The show was energetic, invigorating and of course beautiful- both the gowns and the celeb models. It was one of the best shows I have been to- not drab nor serious, stifled nor stoic. Some danced (Giselle Blondet and Jenna Elfman), others blew kisses (Minka Kelly and Patti Stanger- who by the way is beyond skinny) and a couple even tripped (Christine Brinkley and Rose McGowan)!

All the while the crowd roared- in the sports world (from what little I know) the show was like a football game rather than a tennis match! It was a great way to kick off Fall Fashion Week and here are some of my favorites from the night:

Rebecca Romijn in Marchesa

 Christine Brinkley in Pamella Roland

Patti Stanger in Marc Bouwer

Minka Kelly in Diane Von Furstenberg

Chaka Khan in Chris March

 Rose McGowan in Donna Karan

 Gloria Estefan in Narciso Rodriguez

Oh and in case you were wondering the red-tastic windows above are Yves Saint Laurent (3 East 57th Street, 212.980.2970)
Images courtesy of Newsobserver.com

YSL’o Mate

Get on board with YSL’s Resort 2012 maritime breeze:

Janice Alida

Lydia Carron

Siri Tollerod

Marihenny Passible

Marike Le Roux

Yves Saint Laurent, 3 East 57th Street, 212.980.2970
Images courtesy of Style.com 

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