Monday, February 9, 2009

bafta fashion

My favorite look of the night: Emily Mortimer in Yves Saint Laurent. Bows. Tiers. Cap sleeves. I am in heaven.

The ageless Marisa Tomei in Etro. I desperately want this woman's skincare secrets.

Freida Pinto (with Slumdog Millionaire co-star Dev Patel) is still having more fun with color than anyone else in her delicate pink Oscar de la Renta.

Emma Watson looks grown-up and classic in Temperley London.

Friday, February 6, 2009

the girlcrush

I have a lot of crushes. Some make a lot of sense (James Franco, Nathan Fillion, Djimon Hounsou). Some don't make quite as much sense (Sam Elliot, Vincent D'Onofrio, Michael Chiklis). And though I fancy the gents, I have more than a couple over-the-top girlcrushes. Carine Roitfeld. Sofia Coppola. Kirstin Dunst.

But there is one girlcrush who puts all of my other girlcrushes to shame. She doesn't have the fiery hair of Christina Hendricks or the Parisian wardrobe of Clémence Poésy, but she is my everything. Jane Espenson.

This writer and producer has been involved with so many of my great loves that I can barely keep track. She wrote for Buffy the Vampire Slayer (both the television series--for which she won a Hugo Award--and the Season Eight comics), Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, Firefly, and Battlestar Galactica. She's been helping Joss Whedon with his new sci-fi series Dollhouse, and will be tackling the showrunning duties of SciFi's upcoming BSG spinoff Caprica. She also wrote for Angel (which I still haven't gotten around to watching), Ellen (hilarious!) and the short-lived Eliza Dushku series Tru Calling (ill-advised!). The woman is so talented and so prolific that I can barely stand it. I just want her to go out with me for coffee, and tell me how to live, damn it!

imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, right?

I just saw this post on Kingdom of Style, and adore the editorial "Light and Fantastic" from UK Vogue February 2008. It's not new, but it was new to me.

However, the above photo seemed very familiar. Hmmmm.

I fell in love with this Melanie Vote painting last year, so of course, when I saw the Vogue UK spread, my first thought was, "Oh my God! They totally ripped off Melanie Vote." However, their photo was printed in February of last year, and I can only confirm that Vote's piece was painted in 2008. I'm not sure what month her painting made its debut. Additionally, it would be much more plausible to recreate this photo as a painting than the other way around (the clothes might be a little hard to track down). And this is a much more specific copy than Shepard Fairey's iconic Barack Obama graffiti art (he's now being sued by the Associated Press). The dress, bloomers, hair, glasses, purse, knee socks, even the model's likeness. It's pretty much a straight up recreation. I can't say for sure who has the rights to what. All I can be certain of is that someone should probably be pissed.

I should note that it's possible that permission was granted in this case for the image to be recreated (either by Vogue UK or Melanie Vote). In which case, way to collaborate guys!

oh, to be young and bland

The New York Times described Camilla Belle's performance in this weekend's Push as "insufferably bland." But that Alexander McQueen dress is still very very pretty.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

i powder very very good



quoi?

bite-sized for your convenience

Some hard news to help you make it through the week.

The September Issue documentary is being released in September. Appropriate.

Jenny Shimizu is making a comeback (thanks to fashionologie for the scoop). And no, I don't mean another random appearance on America's Next Top Model.

Mmm...a whole Vogue Paris devoted to model Lara Stone. And a seriously awesome manicure created by Deborah Lippman.

New York Fashion Week has moved to Lincoln Center.

Coraline opens this weekend, but if you're a city mouse and you want to see it in 3-D, you'll probably need to make a trek to the suburbs.

My friend's friend is nominated for a Grammy for his work with Lupe Fiasco! You know what that means. I'm totally famous by association. Not really, but we are having a little Grammy viewing party to cheer on friend of a friend and his pal Lupe. And we're dressing up. I want to recreate this:


Unfortunately, all I have is the hat.

P.S. You guys know I'm kidding, right?

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

it has to be said

Soooooooo...this is going to be awkward. I feel awful for even thinking this to myself, and especially about sharing it with you, my four faithful readers. All right. Deep breaths. Here we go. Did anyone else think that Christian Dior Spring 2009 Couture kind of...sucked?

Okay, I don't mean that. "Sucked" is a strong, ugly word. And Galliano is my fancy gay pirate boyfriend (see above). I love him with the fire of a thousand fancy gay pirate suns. And the clothes were (as always) beautiful. The construction, the details, the combination of the style of Flemish painters along with Dior's original vision of the New Look. Super pretty. I just feel like I've seen this show from Dior before. And by before, I mean almost every couture show in a row for ten straight seasons.

Every year, Galliano sends rainbow visions of pastels down the runway (usually peppered with a couple of mustards, darks, and brights, this year featuring a blood red finale dress). Giant skirts. Dramatic waistlines. Structured sleeves. And fairly consistent make-up and styling. It's gorgeous, but so predictable. Initally, I gushed over this season's images, but I quickly overdosed on the sugary sameness of it all. After a few click-throughs, I felt like I'd eaten an entire pillowcase of Halloween candy. Yeah, I love candy, but after a sweetness overload, I just need to taste something different. Anything different.

Creating couture during these economic times is definitely a difficult task, but certainly not an impossible one. Karl Lagerfeld managed to create a collection that was innovative, modern and relevant, but Galliano's collection seemed completely out of touch. And again, it was just too much of the same.

Okay, one thing was different about this season's offerings: When I first glanced at the opening shots, I thought the models were wearing koulats. Fortunately, they were just giant sculpted skirts with two fake koulat swirls in the front. Whew! That was close. But at least it took me by surprise.

Still, really pretty.
images: style.com

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

the emerald isle

Jennifer Connelly in Balmain

grace kelly 2.0

It's not exactly groundbreaking, but I kind of have a thing for Grace Kelly. Rear Window, To Catch A Thief, High Noon, Dial M for Murder, and High Society are among my favorites. She was an inspiration for Alfred Hitchcock, Cary Grant's favorite co-star, the namesake of an Hermès bag (and eventually a fragrance), and of course there's that whole Princess of Monaco bit. Her status as a fashion and beauty icon is just icing on the cake.

Despite living much of her life as a tabloid star, with her relationships under constant public scrutiny, Kelly managed to retain an uncommon level of class. Sure, she had more than her fair share of scandal (alleged affairs with Ray Milland and Bing Crosby, a quickie engagement to Oleg Cassini that fueled pregnancy rumors), yet she always managed to present herself to the public with sophistication and style.

I've shared my sartorial admiration for Diane Kruger and January Jones before, but lately I've been noticing that in addition to their physical resemblance to Kelly, their style of dress is evocative of the Princess of Monaco. I don't just mean in cut and style (though it really doesn't get more modern day Grace Kelly than Diane Kruger in Giambattista Valli), but in presentation. There's something about their style that I find both enviable and unintimidating, graceful without being humorless. They're the kind of women that are easy to admire from across the room, whom you also wouldn't mind getting stuck with in a long line for cocktails. Whether they're veering toward the playful (Kruger in a Chanel bow tie ensemble), the throwback (Jones in ice blue Versace), or the avant garde (Kruger in Nina Ricci), they're fashionable without seeming pretentious. Quite a feat when wearing anything designed by Oliver Theyskens.

Diane Kruger in structured Giambattista Valli

Kruger in Theyskens creation for Nina Ricci (In my opinion, she had much better luck with this style than Kate Bosworth did. Style File agrees!)

Kruger in kicky Chanel

Kruger in peek-a-boo Christian Dior

Jones in lingerie-inspired Dolce & Gabbana

Jones in Elie Saab (a designer that I'm often ambivalent about, but Jones looks gorgeous here)

Jones looking effortlessly beautiful in Andrew Gn

Jones in timeless Versace