SS15: Rodarte’s Sea Tales

Rodarte! How I’ve missed you! You’ve been here all along, sending interesting collections down the runways, but for a few seasons now I have awaited the sweet return of the type of rich and vibrant story that made me fall so deeply in love with you in the first place. I’ve waited patiently for your storylines to mesh inextricably once again with your essential gorgeously strange, unexpected aesthetic – and this season, Spring... Read More

Resort 15: The Row’s Elegant Rock Goddess

Though I’m enamored of nearly every collection that The Row creates, it can be difficult to find pieces to illustrate. The clothes are refined, perfect, beautiful…but usually quite subtle and understated. They are not necessarily designed for editorial – they are designed to be worn, in an oh-so-chic, luxurious, and comfortable manner, by those lucky enough to afford them. But Resort ’15 provided a unique opportunity to snatch... Read More

FW14: Prabal Gurung’s Mustang Kingdom

Prabal Gurung’s FW14 collection seemed softer than usual, characterized by a more subtle color palette than we’ve come to expect from this lover of florid brights. This subtle grey and navy permeated a cozy queue of chunky patchworked knits complemented by wispy asymmetrical chiffon skirts – though a rich thread of persimmon/tangerine/candy apple red/bordeaux wove its way through the collection as well, reaching a crescendo with... Read More

Effie Trinket Vs. Inkvixen

It’s a fashion showdown! The Hunger Games: Catching Fire hits theaters today, and if the trailers for the second installment of the trilogy are any indication, the costume design, by Trish Summerville, looks pretty off the hook. Clothing all of Panem is no mean feat. If Elizabeth Banks’ Effie Trinket has her way, we are in for quite the Alexander McQueen-laden affair. Trinket, of the oft-changing hair color and superficial demeanor, takes... Read More

Placket Racket: A Selfie Series

As I skimmed the Spring 2014 Ready to Wear collections for gems, pinning like a madwoman, I marveled at at the sheer number of sheer numbers – that is, completely transparent blouses, dresses, pants, skirts – that fistfuls of designers trotted out. I don’t know if I’ve ever seen a season with more model nipples. I had just finished Super Sad True Love Story by Gary Shteyngart, and dystopic visions of sheer Onionskin jeans were... Read More

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