Perfection

Oh, Raf Simons. Je vouz adore.
I don't think I'll be able to phrase this elegantly, but I bet I'll be able to express my extreme extroverted enthusiasm without using any words:

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


This is one of the best collections I have seen in a while, and that is saying something. I know I might be displaying a great deal of hubris in saying this, but I feel like in my humble opinion designers often get too gimmicky and overdesign stuff. If you aren't blind, you can see that this isn't at all the case here.

With a palette of pure white, I guess its pretty easy to venture into futuristic day-spa worker territory. Here this look is even slightly encouraged (see Victoriana-maid-ish collars), but with enough sophisticated irony to not have the wearer be mistaken for a character in Poirot.

The sheer tartan is spectacular. I kinda missed it since it was on the D&G runway a few years back. It is surely the best way of making dowdy = sexy and awesome, and its a bit of a nod toward the fetish theme on a lot of this season's runways, albeit an minimalistic, chic, rather virtuous nod.


Might I mention the white pieces again? I'll allow that the whole white thing has potential for being a little boring. BUT. See that hint of sheer in the blouses and tops? See that layering? Kinda dangerous (in a perfectly rad way), no? Kinda...... fetishistic. Very..... interesting. Decidedly devoid of ennui. So, to summarize the epitome of awesome in white vestments:

carefully measured irony + simplicity + beautiful craftsmanship/tailoring + sternness + the barest hint of sexuality + a teeny bit of menswear = a recipe for AWESOME!!!!!!!

I guess I should be a little more blasé about this whole affair, to match the mood of the actual collection, but I'm finding this very hard. And I also realize this is in sharp contrast to my previous post. But in my opinion beauty and depravity go hand in hand.

Signing off,
E

PS. Oh. Its Jil Sander, by the way. Haha?

Halloween (Late)

What's shakin', bacon?
Here's my late, thrown-cobbled-together Halloween post which includes some barely Halloween-themed crap that I found fabulous.
To begin with the obvious, here are some pictures of my costume and my EPIC jackolantern.
Did you take a hint from that last post as to what I dressed up as?
It was the random picture which didn't really fit in style-wise with all the rest....
You know... maybe my costume worked well enough that you can guess. The hair wasn't completely accurate, but very fun to wear.

Still not got it? Ok, if you don't get it after this, you are probably either an infant, a lobotomy patient or dead. And I do have my right arm, although it might not be immediately obvious. The jacket was my dads. Ergo, massive.


Are we clear? Ok. I'm glad you're not dead. So, that was great, even though no one in this brain-dead suburb actually knew who I was. Such is the plight of the music-lover. At least I wasn't Pavarotti.
Here are some of my other photos.


Chiswick by night -- quite beautiful in a coked-out, fuzzy sort of way. At least, this picture is. I'm kinda obsessed with flash-at-night photos... they're so mysterious...


My aforementioned amazing jackolantern -- its Marylin. She's even got the smoldering thing going on.


Just thought I'd through this in -- a picture I took for a school photography competition. The theme? Food. That, my friend, is a fruit pastille, and some odd-looking constructions were required to keep the light at that angle.
I actually had kind of a dumb Halloween. I got sick in the middle of the sleepover I was attending, so, suffocating on the smell of garlic bread and Sour Gummy Worms, I went home, but not before nabbing the hosts "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire". Yes, I'm a nerd. Shut up. Nerds are RAD.So, I didn't get much trick-or-treating done, but my bro had a ton of candy which I proceeded to help myself to (when the bout of illness had passed). Such stealth. Thank God he doesn't go near this blog.
Loving this shot of Eniko Mihalik for i-D magazine (in Jil Sander dress). The dress material is amazing. I'm really loving dresses in particular at the moment mainly because you can through them on and look amazing without giving too much thought to the look. The juxtaposition of textures and the slightly wild, unraveled feel is astoundifying. Yes, I know that isn't actually a word, but sometimes one must reach into the realm of the nonexistent to describe something so awesome without cussing. Trust me, its hard. Like also that she isn't put together at all. I love a bit of gamine, wild-eyed, delicious craziness to everything. Plus the colour... this takes it to a whole new level.
Amazing triptych aspect, gorgeous vêtements, spectacular lighting. From i-D.

Until next time,
EC