Friday, 23 August 2013
Tuesday, 28 May 2013
There is nothing better than having the right people around you who help you make your dreams come
true. With the input of an amazing team I'm currently putting together, but foremost with the incredible assistance of my business partner and co-founder of my start-up, Miss B. I'm so excited that we will be launching an amazing platform for the luxury industry in 2014. I can't talk details, but I can tell you, that it will be amazing. Really amazing.
Tuesday, 30 April 2013
Saturday, 30 March 2013
Spring, in a deep male voice: "I am Winter"
CELINE sandals, in a high pitched feminine voice: "I am a fur coat"
Okay, so the first week of spring was not what we expected. It's still fur coat weather...
So why not buying those fur lined Birkenstock style CELINE sandals? Like this year's spring they
are completely suffering of identity crisis. Clearly spring is light and blossomy and feminine,
and those sandals are much more macho male and sturdy than that high pitched voice they try to
sell themselves self with... and they are so ugly, that they're pretty again (the full circle
theory)... Makes sense?
Thursday, 28 March 2013
Thursday, 21 March 2013
Tuesday, 19 March 2013
Tuesday, 12 March 2013
Thursday, 7 March 2013
ALEXANDER MCQUEEN FW2006 - "Widows of Culloden"
It's a wrap! Four cities, five weeks jammed packed with fashion shows. But none of them really stood
out... Where did the days of marvelous shows and collections go?...
Tuesday, 26 February 2013
Audrey Hepburn shot by Mark Shaw during the filming of Sabrina in L.A., 1953
“I believe in manicures. I believe in overdressing. I believe in primping at leisure and wearing
lipstick. I believe in pink. I believe happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day, and... I believe in miracles.” Audrey Hepburn
Monday, 25 February 2013
"...and the Oscar goes to... Jennifer Lawrence!" Applause. Imagine you're Jennifer, you're happily and proudly walking to the stage to accept your Oscar, excited but foremost relieved. Relieved that this time, you're wearing a one piece gown to avoid your dress ripping up while on your way to accept your award - remember the SAG Awards? - and then... you fall. Flat on your face! I mean... Speaking of being clumsy, this could be me. Well, not that I'm *that* photogenic when I fall flat on my face - look at this picture, her perfect straight back and shoulders, the way the Dior dress pleats around her - No, I would probably be smashed all over the picture, with one leg in the air, something like that. You want me to give you some examples? Okay then. So, I go out for dinner with some fashion heavy weights, some designers and a stylist, one of the designers being Ricardo Tisci - just so you get the picture of the actual weight - I go to the powder room, come back, and bang! I walk straight into the terrace glass door. Next to our table. I banged my head so hard, I thought I was going to faint. "Are you okay?" "Oh, yes, don't pay attention to me, I'm fine, I'm good, no worries. " *Wispers* this-happens-to-me all the time. Or that time I was late for a Vuitton show, and my Fendi heel got stuck in the Louvre court yard, and it actually broke - try being elegant on one and a half heel, acting as if all is fine. I dare you - Or that time when I just came out of a Giambattista Valli show at Trocadero, and Bill Cunningham wanted to take a picture of me, when I was wearing a stunning cream colored cape. It was pouring rain so I was holding a big black umbrella. I was so excited that he wanted to shoot me - I mean, imagine me and my cape on the style pages of the New York Times! - But guess what happened..... A sudden wind flaw took my umbrella by surprise, so me and my umbrella ended up 5 meters out of Mr Cunningham's sight... Seriously, the list of me and my fabulous-fashion-moments-wrecked-by-clumsiness-or-crazy-accidents is endless... So, when I watched Jennifer falling just before she was about to fetch her Oscar last night, I just really felt for her... But then again, she went home with an Oscar... unlike me. I always go home with bruises, headaches, broken heels and umbrellas.
Anyway, congratulations Jennifer! One day you will manage to be flawless.
That's what I keep telling myself.
Sunday, 24 February 2013
Dundas mentioned Anita Pallenberg, Angie Bowie & Britt Ekland as style references
for his latest collection for Pucci. He clearly forgot to mention Marianne Faithfull
in her younger years though...
EMILIO PUCCI FW2013 Marianne Faithfull & Mick Jagger
Marianne Faithfull EMILIO PUCCI FW2013
EMILIO PUCCI FW2013 Marianne Faithfull
Tuesday, 19 February 2013
Sunday, 17 February 2013
Saturday, 16 February 2013
Thursday, 14 February 2013
Oscar de la Renta FW2013 Diane Von Furstenberg FW2013 JASON WU FW2013
i carry your heart with me
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go, my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)
Tuesday, 12 February 2013
Sunday, 10 February 2013
Saturday, 9 February 2013
Friday, 8 February 2013
Thursday, 7 February 2013
Last week I finally watched all the episodes of "Kell on Earth" - I know, late - And it so brought me back to Memory Lane circa 1997/1998, to my first baby steps in the international fashion industry as an intern, and assistant at L'OFFICIEL Paris. I remember all the assignments in French - most of the time I was lost in translation - the running around before, at and after shoots, the having to call press agencies, and not having a clue what I was asking for. In French. But also the first time I met Karl Lagerfeld and shaked his hand after a summer presentation - he was still fat and still hidden behind his hand fan... I have fond memories of that period. Clearly because I'm not an assistant anymore. Ha!
This was one of my first assistant jobs on location, how exciting! Uhm yes, *the idea* was exciting. But after arriving at Touquet, the first stressful moment started when I had to iron all the pieces, including the delicate ones (think layers of voile and big names). I was terrified that I would burn one, some, or all the pieces! The next day, after the clothes survived my craftsmanship, we were on our way to the beach with the Editions Jalou van, and of course the van couldn't go where the photographer wanted to shoot.... No worries. That's were an assistant comes in handy. And that assistant, was me alright. So, the moment the photographer found the "perfect spot" - 2 km away from the van, yes - I had to run back to the van to pick up the right dress for the right picture. Run back to the shoot. Through the dunes and the beach sand. Four kilometers that's right. With heavy, layered, crazy expensive dresses on my tiny arm. And as an assistant you're never fast enough. Ever. So I had. To. Run. Like literally run, to avoid screaming stylists, complaining models and the likes. Oh yes, those days as an assistant stylist...
Wednesday, 6 February 2013
Tuesday, 5 February 2013
Monday, 4 February 2013
I'm really excited about this new year and find myself often in a 2013-bring-it-on-mood, but apart from the eternal questions, Where-did-January-go? and Is-it-February-already (I have that e-v-e-r-y year by the way) there was one thing that almost ruined my fabulous start of this new year; the news that my favorite press kiosk, just around the corner at the boulevard Saint Michel, where I religiously buy my fashion magazines since for-e-v-er, is going to close down. Close. Down. I mean, where do I go after that happens? What about my daily I run in the Luxembourg gardens - Chat with the newspaper Monsieur - Buy one, some or a pile of magazines - Walk to the next corner - To have my daily dose of caffeine - Flip through the goodies - Cross the street - And open my front door?
For you who have been in Paris, you know how on nearly every corner of the street there are these cute little newspaper kiosks where you can buy French newspapers and magazines and chewing gum. Well, for international titles you have to be lucky to have one in the hood that sells them. And I was one of the lucky ones. My newspaper Monsieur sells Vogues from all around the world, no wait, he sells all the international Vogues + the whole rest of Condé Nast. But he also sells Dazed & Confused, Another Magazine, V, 10, hell, he even used to sell the magazine I used to be the fashion director for, 34 magazine, when it was still published. He sells my favorite home decoration magazine (Elle Decoration UK), but also iD, Love and Lula. I mean, seriously. Where do I go after he's gone? I just don't want to go to Colette or W.H Smith for my dose of fashion magic on paper. They're both like 20, 30 minutes away from my place, and well, you know how you talk to your hairdresser, or your manicurist about bad break ups, gossip, friends or family members in the hospital, or just about that fabulous new pair of shoes you just bought? Well, that's how I talk to my newspaper Monsieur, and I just don't see me doing that with the too-cool-for-school kids at Colette or the nerdies at W.H. Smith. I could also go to the one in rue des Archives in the Marais, which is probably closer to my place. But once in the Marais, I never get out (friends, fabulous vintage shops, and some of my favorite café's)... So, this is some kind of micro drama in my life, and it really makes me panic-ish.
Why he's closing down? Well - and we're all guilty of that - sales decreased so badly, that he has no choice. Where he normally sold around 20 to 30 American Vogues a month, he now hardly sells 5. He used to sell around 80 Libération newspapers a day, and now that's just a lousy 15 to 20. Our lab tops, iPads and smart phones are to blame. It's practical, often for free, and with the whole green thing going on, much better for the environment, than all that printed paper. But isn't that moment of seeing a beautiful fashion shoot in a paper magazine while drinking a cup of coffee Just Magical? Do we really want to end up living in a world where everything is much faster and more practical but not magical? I don't, one of the main reasons why I wanted to live in Paris and work in the high end fashion industry...
I love the magic.
P.S. Which of the above is your favorite cover of the spring 2013 issue of iD magazine?
Sunday, 3 February 2013
Thursday, 31 January 2013
Tuesday, 29 January 2013
Sunday, 27 January 2013
Saturday, 26 January 2013
The end of January... Did you loose that extra weight yet, you gained during Christmas? Yuh, I thought so. Ha. Well, you know what I always do to feel less guilty for not having the energy and courage to get out when it's freezing outside? I reorganize my closet in January. Getting all my clothes out, and going through all of my items. Piece by piece. To determine which pieces will be worn (again) for upcoming seasons/year. And which pieces are 'exit' or on the "I-definitely-wear-you-later-or-I-want-to-keep- you-for-my-granddaughter" pile. I go through accessories, bags, heels, coats, jackets. All of it. It's like the best work out. Believe me. When all is sorted I prepare my spring items and at the end of the month it's shopping time. Time to buy new items to add to your spring collection or to-die-for winter items you buy in sales. Like this drop-dead-gorgeous-and-I-pray-Kim Kardashian-and-Family-will-never-wear-it-leather-skirt by Haider Ackermann. It's on sale minus 70% (almost €2.500 less expensive!). Practically a bargain. And let's be honest; isn't it to die for? TATAFORNOW♥