It's so tacky that I think a knock-off version would be even better than the real thing (something I would never usually say about Chanel). Now I only wish I could remember where this picture is from...
Tuesday, 29 July 2008
I sometimes like to browse American websites for clothes even though I know there's no way they will ever be mine. Keller is another in an already significant checklist of reasons I absolutely have to go to New York as soon as possible. The vaguely unstyled, mismatched and ill-fitting nature of this photo shoot is a lesson in effortlessness that I can subscribe to.
Monday, 28 July 2008
Theme song: Radiohead - Reckoner
In this edition I will be thinking about a more complete look, but also being a little more literal in where to actually buy the items I recommend. I have two main ideas about how to dress the torso. Any sort of shirt is excellent, plain rather than patterned is ideal, but if plaid is involved, as below, keep the fit tight and tuck-in-able to avoid scruffiness. Simple but high quality basic t-shirts and vests with an interesting cut underneath a sharp jacket is my second choice. I don't want to be too limiting, so anything is workable as long as it is well proportioned (e.g. more tailored trousers with a loose tee, or a smart shirt with denim and deck shoes). Here are some visual examples with credit to Stockholm Street Style:
While I'm still daydreaming about my winter wardrobe (on probably one of the most mediterranean days of the year) I thought I'd include another of my favourite collections from the A/W '08 shows. It's probably quite obvious by now that this year I am favouring the gloomy pirate wrapped in the mainsail look, aptly envisioned here by Demeulemeester.
Saturday, 19 July 2008
Listen: Clint Mansell - The Last Man
Te Ti Todoa Mis Suenos
I have spent a lot of time thinking about why Desiree Dolron's photographs are so haunting, and have come to the conclusion that the subjects she portrays look dead, dying or possessed. An ethereal, unseen presence is more potent than what is overtly documented. Although her images are hellishly vibrant, there are no signs of life in them, not even when they have been captured mid-action. Go to her website to view her sinister, beautiful images in high resolution.
I'm pretty much in love with Lykke Li. She is my favourite Swede (which says a lot as I do generally feel that Scandinavians are a step up on the genetic, social and sartorial scale). Her voice hits an improbable pitch of sugary sweet and hauntingly nostalgic and every girl I know who has seen her photograph has attempted to copy her hairstyle (including myself, even though I know it looks awful). Additionally, this blog is named after her debut album, which is addictive, even about three months after I first heard it. I can't wait to see her perform at Bestival in September, and hopefully make best friends with her. She is also doing a serious British tour this autumn, which I'm sure will make her very popular.
Her video for Little Bit (the first song of hers I ever heard, thanks again to my music source Robin)
Wednesday, 16 July 2008
Listen: Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Down Boy
I usually avoid Dazed and Confused magazine as it's a bit dry and "arty" for my taste, but I had to pick up the latest one, which was guest edited by Vivienne Westwood. Although I have just gotten over an unhealthy obsession with her pirate boots, I wouldn't use her designs to reflect my personal style. I haven't actually forced myself to read the issue yet (even with collaboration D&C just isn't for me), but I have looked at the pictures... a satisfying set featuring a cracked-out cavewoman Alice in Wonderland and sideshow friends.
This last one makes me feel sick, but I'm sure V.W., like any avante-garde artist, would be pleased to have provoked a dramatic response.