Fashion Week Observed
Carine Roitfeld is wearing denim.
We’re sitting in an office across from Bloomingdale’s in Midtown, and the decade-long Vogue Paris editor in chief—she left that post in 2011—is perfectly composed, her tan hands crossed gracefully in her lap. And yet she is wearing denim. It’s a more casual look than one might expect from Read More
Tory Burch: Montana
Fashion designer and founder of Tory Burch.
Stay: Ranches near Big Timber
and Yellow Stone National Park.
Eat: The fish caught on an all-day
Expect: Think A River Runs Through It
and The Horse Whisperer, which were both filmed in the area.
off the record
For as long as we can remember, the best game during sleepovers/on late-night drug binges/in girly blogs has been Fuck/Marry/Kill. If you are unaware of how the rules work, they’re pretty simple: you pick three people who share a similar Venn Diagram overlap (such as Disney princes, former prime ministers or Scientologist movie stars) and then go around in a circle announcing which of the individuals you would sleep with, marry or kill. One fate for each person, and no overlapping. So you can’t marry two people, nor can you opt out of killing one of them.
Fun, right? And now the game has been taken to a new level by Jennifer Wright and Ashley Cardiff of TheGloss.com, who have made a web series off the same concept with a slightly less blue name: Wed, Bed, or Dead. And guess what? It’s the Fashion Week edition!
In the second issue of Style.com/Print, the Fairchild fashion site’s semiannual magazine, Chanel creative director Karl Lagerfeld reserved his trademark trash talk for a woman who can’t tweet back: the late house matriarch, Coco Chanel.
Mr. Lagerfeld blamed her late-career decline on her belief, in the 1960s, that jeans and miniskirts were “vulgar.”
“The collections from the mid-’60s to the ’70s were quite ecchh,” he told the magazine. “Then they had 10 years of respect, for what it’s worth, then the rest is … me.”
In January, Newsweek style writer Robin Givhan published a thoughtful essay about the influence of fashion’s foot-in-mouth Renaissance man Karl Lagerfeld.
“Karl Lagerfeld is overrated,” it began. “Such a statement rings like heresy within a fashion universe where the highly acclaimed designer struts upon his lofty stage as the creative director of Chanel—but it’s true.”
It rang like heresy to Mr. Lagerfeld, anyway. He’s been punishing Newsweek boss Tina Brown for it ever since.
Fashion Week Observed
In a rare moment of web savvy, Conde Nast fashion flagship Vogue posted its March cover story about Adele this morning at midnight, just a few hours after the British singer swept the six Grammy awards for which she was nominated.
In February 2009, a young-looking man appeared in the audience of the Marc Jacobs Fall-Winter show, one of the most exclusive at New York Fashion Week. He was not a director, like Marc’s friend and frequent guest Sofia Coppola, or a famous singer, like Madonna, or an actor, but his handsome, androgynous face was already familiar to tens of thousands of fans online. And there he was, in the pantheon. Fashion-show invite lists are feudal and loaded with meaning, and that man’s arrival at Marc Jacobs meant: I am now Anna Wintour’s peer.
An unlikely peer he was.
For Leo, Blake was the ultimate rebound from Bar Refaeli. They met over dinner at The Lion in November, with Baz Luhrmann, who had DiCaprio as his Gatsby and toyed with the idea of Ms. Lively as Daisy (the part went to Carey Mulligan). In May, Mr. DiCaprio was, again, single, and it wasn’t long Read More
Castles in the Sand
Like King Midas, Karl Lagerfeld can bestow a princely glow to whatever surrounding he graces with his presence. He’s Karl Lagerfeld, ruler of Chanel, reigning titan of fashion.
Naturally, the man has a stunning library. The Cut
Paging Blake Lively, the new face of Chanel: you better get reading.
nfreeman at Read More
So much for Karl Lagerfeld’s Dubai dream. Like many things in the Emirate, it has proven too good to be true, falling victim to the city’s collapse. Like the hundreds if not thousands of projects that have been abandoned before it, all that remains of the Isla Moda is its otherworldly renderings.
As The Read More