While New York Fashion Week often leaves much to be desired in terms of couture, which is why Shindigger typically holds out for the catwalks of Milan and Paris, there were some hits this year, like the Alexander Wang women’s collection, Jason Wu’s sultry beige and gold numbers, and Billy Reid’s menswear. But even when Read More
The Eight-Day Week
Designer darling Marc Jacobs has moved his show to Valentine’s Day, due to “delivery issues with fabric and accessories.” The show is still at the N.Y. State Armory at 8 p.m., but if you aren’t on fashion’s A-list, we suggest you log onto Refinery29 to see what Wow! moments Mr. Jacobs sends down the runway. Read More
The Eight-Day Week
Bookmarc, one of designer Marc Jacobs’s gazillion Bleecker Street boutiques, is hosting an author signing with jeweler and sexual provocateur Betony Vernon, who is flying in from Paris for the occasion. The book is called The Boudoir Bible, and it is more chichi chic Dita Von Teese than disgraced Hollywood Madam Heidi Fleiss. Buy the Read More
Big Apple Idolatry
- Extreme Cougar Wives? Sure. We mean, obviously, this is a show that should be on TLC (The Learning Channel) right next to Here Comes Honey Boo Boo and Abby and Brittany in this year’s upfronts.
We love the clean lines and abstract nature of Francisco Costa’s designs for Calvin Klein Collection. Of Brazilian descent, he has an unmatchable talent for creating wearable art that is minimal and wearable—perhaps the only one who provides a Parisian level of artistic thrills in New York.
We had some time to spare before the show began—a departure from our general habit of sprinting four blocks and arriving sweaty and out of breath at the last minute. We left our seat-mates Bianca Jagger, Julie Macklowe and Kelly Klein, to name a few, to explore the front rows.
Amy Adams, Diane Kruger, Emma Stone and photographer Patrick Demarchelier were all present, but our vigilant eyes sought out someone less obvious: W Magazine’s Fashion and Style Director, Edward Enninful.
“Please return to your seats!”
The typical orders were barked from the front row at Michael Kors on Wednesday, September 12 at 10 a.m. Too much too early. Due to some recent Team Kors PR shifts and rifts, we couldn’t locate the familiar faces that would help The Observer with its conquest. Where were Savannah Read More
Could this become any more wonderful and/or absurd? Apparently, yes.
Last week, French street artist Kidult took a fire extinguisher full of pink paint, and unleashed it on Marc Jacobs’ SoHo boutique last week, painting the word “ART” over the store. Marc Jacobs had some fun with it on social media, and then, commodtized the ostensible political message by turning a photo of his painted store—which is vandalism or art, depending on how you see it—into a $700 T-Shirt, with the caption “Art by Art Jacobs.” Kidult, the artist, was pissed, and made it known.
On the night of the Met Ball, the Marc Jacobs boutique in SoHo was vandalized by a French street artist named Kidult, just like Supreme, Louis Vuitton, and Hermes had done to them. The next morning, Marc Jacobs made light of it by turning it into a canny social media (and thus: marketing) joke. After that, Marc Jacobs and Company decided to turn it into a $689 T-Shirt, and moreover, turn an indictment of capitalism into an indictment of street art.
Needless to say, Kidult is pissed.
Earlier this week, on the night of the Met Ball, the Marc Jacobs boutique in SoHo was hit by French graffiti artist Kidult, who has famously vandalized Supreme, Hermes, and Louis Vuitton, among others. The hit? Kidult took a fire extinguisher filled with pink paint, and sprayed the word ART over the front of the store (seen above).
Last night, the Marc Jacobs store in SoHo at Mercer below Houston was hit with a blast of graffiti by a graffiti artist apparently notorious for hitting fashion labels. This morning, after it was cleaned up, Marc Jacobs’ PR machine appropriated it for their own branding. Smart.