I am in a bad mood this morning. That happens all the time on Sunday mornings.
London fashion week started yesterday. As I was browsing through the first shows, I loved what I saw but... my bad mood took over me. I am sorry. I can't help it. Only mean comments coming to my mind. Very very mean. I thought I'd just share them with you !
Yay ! We already know we are gonna be able to get perfect copies of the Marc Jacob's fw 09 collection at Topshop !
I mean seriously ...
Scoop : Charles Anastase is a Gossip Girl fan. This outifit is called : tribute to little J.
Come on, students from Central Saint Martin's, we have internet too ! We can totally tell you copy-pasted this from Tavi's blog ! We know !! We are gonna tell your teachers ! And you're gonna get into big trouble !
ah aha aha ah aha ah aha ha ah aha ha ha aha ha ha ah aha ha !!!!
(HEAR THIS AS A VERY VERY MEAN LAUGHTER)
Is it me or Alice Dellal has put on like 150 kilos and looks about as sexy as if she was about to teach a broom driving class in Harry Potter's school ?
ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah !!!
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!
(HEAR THIS AS THE MEANEST LAUGHTER YOU'VE EVER HEARD)
Oh god. This feels so good. I am almost in a good mood now ! Have a good day !
xoxo
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dimanche 22 février 2009
La méchante
Libellés :
alice dellal,
charles anastase,
fashion week,
london,
Marc Jacobs,
Topshop,
vivienne westwood
jeudi 19 février 2009
NO FUN in NYC

All you fashion lovers of course know the happy cycle of fashion weeks is on again, starting in NYC, as usual, before gracing London, Milan and finally my beloved Paris with its delicious and vital superficiality. Like all of you guys, I check out style.com every morning when I wake up, followed by Garance and Scott, to get a grasp of what's going on in the big Apple. The internet coverage is so exhaustive I really have the feeling I am there, dreading the cold weather, trying to spot Erin Wasson and her huge fur coat, and getting late for the Marc Jacobs show.
Anyways. It seems that we are not missing this much, guys.
Things arent as fun as they used to be.
Fashion wise, first. I mean, come on, Alexander, we still love you, and we definetely gonna fall for cropped leggings soon, if you say so, but why, oh why so black and white ?
And you, Pronza Schouler, I love you still but why so brownish, why so... boring ?
Thank god there was, you, my beloved Mulleavy sisters and those boots I am so extatic about I might dream about them every night till the next fashion week. And Marc Jacobs, whose collection I just LOVED, but couldn't say it better that July stars did.
No, no... There is no fun in NYC.
There is no party ! On the first days of the week, I received BBMs from all my lucky - or not - models, editors or fashion geek friends who are there... There were all like : God ! There is no party ! All the designers canceled them all! F...ing Recession !
No parties on NYC fashion week ? Come on ! That's like no crocodile on a Lacoste sweater ! That can't be ! But unfortunately, it is. No big Diesel bash, no crazy Marc Jacobs cocktail, just a few shy aftershow dinners and a handfull of shops or galllery openings...
No, there was no parties in NYC this week, except for two. The Purple dinner, and the Vladimir Roitfeld exhibition opening. Thank God the frenchies are here to make this depressing time a little more fun. Thank God Olivier and Carine are here to entertain the Olsen sisters, Milla Jovovitch and Gisele Bundchen !
Oh yes, my french fellows, we can now say it out loud and clear. We own the night.
Libellés :
carine roitfeld,
fashion week,
Marc Jacobs,
night,
nyc,
olivier zahm,
paris,
Proenza Schouler,
purple,
rodarte
vendredi 30 janvier 2009
Marc for ever
The Louis Vuitton showroom was nimbed with the bright and cold winter sun, giving the light pink walls and exposed pieces a cinematographic touch.
The burgundy striped knitted culotte (one of the most to die for pieces I've ever seen) was twinkling

There were fresh strawberries and Ladurée macarons on a glass table. The whole set had the pastel, romantic look of a Sofia Coppola movie.
And that was no coincidence. Exposed on a pyramid of monogrammed boxes, Sofia's creation for Louis Vuitton enjoyed the good weather. Her interpretation of the summer sandal
and re-thiking of the hit Speedy bag...
How lovely.
Libellés :
bags,
boots,
fashion week,
knit,
Louis Vuitton,
Marc Jacobs,
shoes,
Sofia Coppola,
underwear
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