If It Aint Broke...

For the uninitiated it would be easy to look at this collection & write it off as so two seasons ago. However this is Marni & head designer Consuelo Castiglioni (did I spell that right?) is the woman responsible for all the sack dressing, tight wearing that's being dumped on chain store racks the world over.
While little new is being offered this season, there's nothing wrong with giving buyers & die-hard fans what they want. The latter more so as they'll actually wear the clothes. Beautiful colours, quirky jewellry, must have heels & shapes so architectural Christobal B would pop his head out from the grave & give Consuelo the slightest of nods.

Milan Fashion Week Part One

Guys I'm just wetting myself with joy right now. Everytime I go on the net there's always new collections just in & it's such a treat to see whats been cooked up in fashion houses around the world. This is truly one of my favourite times of the year. Fuck Christmas. Santa needs to fire all those migrant Elves & relocate to a factory in Milan I'm tellin ya.
I'm only gonna post images from Jil Sander because Raf Simons is the only designer that's doing anything fresh. At Sander there was the usual strict colour palette this time shot with dusty orange & toxic fuschia. Fabulous. Then there was the array of wispy dresses that had a deep core fading to the edges of hems & sleeves like a soft focus lens. Sublime.
Sander aside, what's the deal with Italians & beige? Have I missed something? Maybe there's a romantic quality about looking like a windswept dirt path that I just don't get.
Muiccia did the usual 'fuck last season' & moved in an entirely new direction with flared trousers, sketchy fairy prints & melted cheongsams. It's always refreshing to see someone creating new looks that challenge the average joe but when Prada does it, well, it's expected & thus becomes slightly predictable. So if next season she does a collection of full 50's skirts with belted cardigans I'll no doubt be blown away.

London Fashion Week

LFW has come to an end & it's been a fucking rip-snorter of a week especially after a weak, inconsistent showing from New York.
Special mention goes to Luella, Gareth Pugh, Jonathan Saunders, Christopher Kane (natch).
Here's a few quick snaps of my fave looks from London


Don't sweat it Posh, no one else knew what the fuck Marc Jacobs was trying to say with his SS 08 collection either.
This is just an hilarious fashion moment in my opinion. Maybe MJ is losing his touch, or his grip on reality. Last season he did lady-like historicism with nothing directional & now he's gone bat-shit crazy. If Comme Des Garcons had done this collection, no one would bat an eyelash extension. Truth.
In all honesty I'd say the surgeon slipped the scalpel when Jacobs was getting his face re-paved a few months back. Rehab? Whatever.