Iris van Herpen SS15, Paris Backstage
Iris van Herpen’s womens’s spring/summer 2015, Paris backstage.
A.F. Vandevorst SS15, Paris
A.F. Vandevorst’s women’s spring/summer 2015, Paris.
How Hip-Hop Stole Rock’s Thunder
Some time ago in Paris at a men’s show of the cult Japanese label Julius I found myself sitting next to the singer Usher. As I was chatting with his companion, Grace, I could not help but wonder what Usher was doing in a dark, cavernous space, looking at the goth aesthetic of black leathers and drapey wools that Tatsuro Horikawa, Julius’s designer, sent down the runway. And, I also wondered, where are the rockers?
Thom Browne SS15, New York Backstage
Thom Browne womens’s spring/summer 2015, New York backstage.
Editorial: The Hunted
Photographer – Markus Lambert @ MarkusLambert.com | Styling – Leonie von Lieres & Guido Werth @ Kollektivnoir; Model – Lida Fox @ Next Models | Hair – Javier Palacio | Makeup – Thomas Lorenz Using Chanel
Boris Bidjan Saberi Flagship Store Opening
Last Friday Boris Bidjan Saberi opened his first flagship store in New York City. Below is our coverage of the event.
Iris van Herpen for Dom Perignon
Yesterday we co-hosted the New York launch of a special collaboration between the Dutch designer Iris van Herpen and Dom Perignon, for whom van Herpen designed a bottle. The theme for this collaboration is METAMORPHOSIS, as a Dom Perignon agent told us, and van Herpen, whose work has a distinct otherworldly bent, seemed like a perfect candidate.
MASTER OF THE ELEMENTS: THE WORLD OF RICK OWENS AT SELFRIDGES
If, dear reader, when in London and walking down Oxford Street, you spot what looks like a giant Rick Owens towering over the double-decker buses and waving what looks like a giant Olympic torch, fear not: you are not hallucinating. A polysterene torso of the designer, made by the British sculptor Doug Jennings (creator of the (in)famous statue of Owens pissing) and weighing a humble 1.5 tons, was erected yesterday on Selfridges façade to celebrate twenty years since the inception of the label and the opening of “The World of Rick Owens” project in store.
Take My Picture!
One early evening this January I was walking to a Thom Browne show in New York’s West Chelsea neighborhood, chatting with the Italian fashion journalist Angelo Flaccavento, when a commotion broke out right in front of us. We were forced to slow down as Michelle Harper, a street style bait known for nothing in particular except wearing outré outfits at fashion shows, sprung seemingly out of nowhere, decked out in the latest Browne couture-like outfit, street style photographers pouncing on her like wildcats on prey. Harper’s outfit, with carefully constructed white cotton spikes, did not allow for a jacket and even though I was freezing in my down parka she braved the cold so she could be photographed. As she teetered on her high heels on a narrow and icy sidewalk the photographers fought for space. One slipped and almost fell. Another risked getting hit by a car
The Case for Uniforms
Last winter I found myself wearing the same thing over and over again, literally. Every time I had to run out of the house in the blistering New York cold and a mixture of slush and snow, I reached for my Rick Owens down parka and side-zip boots with a creeper sole, into which I tucked the pant legs of a pair of black jeans. When the New York fashion week came in February, I could not care less for being seen in the same clothes day after day. It was an outfit I felt at ease with, knowing that it looked good and felt comfortable. I saw no reason to change it up.