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Le Tisci

”There’s something of the night in myself” Riccardo Tisci

Riccardo Tisci… My aesthetic brother from another mother. Romantic. Melancholic. Victorian. Holy Grailian. It’s like, I died in Vivienne Westwood. Woke up in Jesus bar with Rei Kawakubo. Died again. Woke up on the ’93 Versace catwalk next to Naomi. Died again again– and woke up in a Transylvanian alleyway revived by a demigod in head to toe Dries, whose sole condition of life was for me to live out my days for Givenchy… Long story short- I live. I die. I breathe. I cry. Le Tisci.

Before the fashion house scooped up Riccardo, he was just a regular old unknown’ish from Taranto, Italy. One of nine but not amish. Working on his own label. Doing his own visionare designer thing. The usual… It’s said that he was actually going to turn down Givenchy’s offer, until his mother called with the harsh reality that poor, she’d have to sell her assets in order to support the fam. And well, the rest is Givenchistory. Sometimes poverty does have a way of working itself out. That, and giving up the starving artíste thing for a corporate life. At least thats what they keep saying. I’m not sure where Riccardo weighs in on the whole sexuality sitch but when I said brother earlier, I meant lover. Call me. I’m into it.

I’m also really into the past seven years of Givenchy:

Images courtesy of Style.com

April 18, 2012

Mental Trappings.

In all honesty these Dolce & Gabbana windows aren’t that sick. I’m really just obsessing over the ridiculous statement collar on rouched pink Manni up there. I’m thinking of picking up Christ just in the interest of wearing this necklace (I mean I pay my own cell phone bill so im 3/4 there already)… Go with me here for a hot minute- distressed denim, a crisp white button down and that necklace with a Givenchy hobo and sick wedges- hello Milan…or Gianni Versace!

Since the looks in the window are not from the runway collection– here is a look at my fantasy outfit instead

The Belt: Miu Miu, Star-printed belt, The Shirt: Opening Ceremony, Pinked Pointed Collar, The Shades: Oliver Goldsmith, Orbison (1964), The Studs: Munnu, Diamond Stud Earrings, The Bag: Givenchy, ‘Tinhan’ Hobo, The Shoe: Cuplé Wedge, The Denim: Current Elliot, The Skinny Jean

Dolce & Gabbana, 825 Madison Ave, 212.750.0055

March 6, 2012

Many Men. Many Many Many Men’audiéres…

This Lanvin lady is wearing draped one of my all time favorite accessories and best kept (until now) style secret- the minaudiére [mee-noh-dyair] or box clutch for the uncouth in the room… None could’ve guessed that a happenstance trip to TJ Maxx in which I found my first minaudière would have resulted in one of my greatest love affairs since the printed scarf…

Characterized by its small stature, unyielding structure and most often present chain-age, the delicious little bag is perfectly chic for nighttime essentials (in reality thats all you’re fitting inside). Unlike its uber popular cousin the clutch- the minaudière is seldom spotted out and shockingly so- the always architectural bag has a dash of kitsch and a whole lot of chic!

And now a menagerie of sickkk minaudiéres:

Lanvin, Brass & Resin Long Minaudière

Maricel Soriano, Paua Clutch

Givenchy, Obsedia Clutch

Roberto Cavalli, Snake Minaudière

Lanvin, Hard Shell Minaudière

Alexander McQueen

Lanvin, 815 Madison Ave, 646.439.0380
Images from Shopstyle.com, Lanvin,com & Givenchy.com

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February 21, 2012

A Walk on the Orange Side.

(Dress: With & Wessel, Blouse: Free People, Vest: LF, Boots: Clarks, Jewlery: Vintage, Sunglasses: Forever 21)

Like I mentioned (and will continue to time and time again) I have a Fashion Focus column on Itandi, a salon based broadcast network which is where these pictures hail from. Rather than always having images of the products I love- I like to include my styling and sometimes favorite canvas- me.

This shoot was for my Orange You Jelly piece covering alternative and noncommittal ways to get on board the orange trend this season (lip color, a Norma Kamali foil swimsuit, a Givenchy envelope clutch and OPI’s new nail varnish, Rolling in the Hague). I myself detest the color orange, don’t think anyone should wear it (even though the fashion community says otherwise), and I only went as far as having my nails painted.

Those of you who know me know that I don’t take my manicures lightly and I never stray from my girls at BB on 30th and Lex (even though I live nowhere near there); so let me tell you that a walk on the orange side was quite challenging. During the pale months I stick with chic shades like black, black and more black with the occasional midnight blue thrown in, so you can imagine how loud, exposed, vulverable and dare I say it- tacky, I felt. I even had to brave New York Fashion week feeling this way because I legitimately just didn’t have the time…

During the week some offered their orange praise and others their distaste, but overall I have to say I felt like a completely different person because of the shade… After all, nails, like hair are symptomatic of the person you are at any given time- so choose your color wisely…

Having a total Jay Z moment in this pic, don’t ya think?

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December 27, 2011

Daphne Guinness on Display.

“What draws me to fashion is art… and certainly not fashion as status symbol” -Daphne Guinness

Seldom does the Museum at the Fashion Institute of Technology honor style icons so I was estatic to find out that their current exhibition pays due homage to the über fashionable Daphne Guinness. The Guinness family heiress inducted into the International Best Dressed Hall of Fame in 1994 is an inspiration to designers and fashionistas alike, and a serious collector of haute couture; having purchased the late Isabella Blow’s wardrobe in its entirety to preserve it, as if the collection is a posthumous extension of the muse.

On view until January 7, the exhibit spotlights nearly 100 extraordinary pieces of Chanel, Dolce & Gabbana, Givenchy, Alexander McQueen, and Valentino from her personal collection grouped together according to the icon’s personal tastes and predilection for dandyism, armor, chic, evening chic, exoticism, and sparkle. And preceding the Guinness garbed mannequins, in its own enclave are on display Daphne’s sickkk shoe and accessories collaborations with Nina Ricci, Christian Louboutin, Shaun Leane, and Philip Treacy. Also showcased are Guinness videos, “The Phenomenology of the Body (which explores the politics of clothing), Mnemosyne (which was inspired by her perfume), and Tribute to Alexander McQueen…” (Fine, Cherie, Daphne Guinness Exhibition).

The highly edited, extremely opulent, immensely inspiring exhibit is definitely worth your visit, so if you’re in the Chelsea neighborhood be sure to pop in; the intimate display takes no more than a half hour of your time and costs nothing!

Unfortunately pictures were not allowed inside the museum so here are some shots of Daphne Guinness: