Monday, 9 December 2013

Sali Hughes on beauty: Christmas wishlist

No one buys me beauty presents, assuming, understandably, that gifting me a lipstick would be like buying a film critic a cinema pass. But each year, as the Christmas collections emerge, I still compile a mental wish list, if only for my own amusement. Top of this year's is Japonesque. I've been using their professional tools for 20 years (they also secretly manufacture brushes for some of the best luxury brands, such as Tom Ford, though you didn't hear it from me), and now they're selling makeup exclusively at John Lewis (from £12). The unique packaging is beautiful, and the eye shadows are superb. Equally flattering are makeup artist Charlotte Tilbury's eye quads, perfectly compiled at £38.




No Christmas is complete without new scent, and currently nothing compares to Frederic Malle's L'Eau d'Hiver, the most elegant (and, at £130, prohibitively expensive) perfume I've found. I unfailingly want a Diptyque Baies candle (£40) and Laura Mercier Crème de Pistache Honey Bath (£31). Finally, I'd like APC for Aesop's Post-Poo Drops (£20) for my bathroom, in the hope that my sons will be kind enough to use them. These look stylish, smell great and make me smile, as all beauty products should.

Sunday, 8 December 2013

It's all in the mix: the best fashion show music


"When you play something for a designer and you see their eyes light up, that's when you know it's going to work," says Rene Arsenault, the maestro behind Tom Ford's show music.

If you thought compiling the soundtrack for a top fashion show simply involves hooking up the designer in question's iPod to the venue's speakers and hitting 'play' you'd be seriously underestimating the process. According to Frédéric Sanchez, responsible for last month's Prada show pumping out Britney Spears's Work Bitch , "the whole process, which often ends hours, if not minutes, before the show - takes about 40 hours in total," he told Business of Fashion.

No surprise then, that the relationship between a top producer and a designer is an exceptionally close one, on par, perhaps with that of a woman and her hairdresser. Michel Gaubert, who made the inspired choice of Jay-Z's Picasso Baby for Karl Lagerfeld's art-themed show, has been working with the Chanel creative director for some 20 years and similarly, Simone Rocha turned to her brother, Max, to curate her own playlist which included the brilliant Atmosphere by Joy Division.

Gaubert was also charged with the music for Céline - a specially produced mix of Soul II Soul's Back to Life to match Philo's street style inflected collection. And when it came to the Sister by Sibling show, the designers turned to French producer Jerry Bouthier. They opened to You've Got Good Taste by The Cramps: "We though oh how brilliant to open a show with the line 'this one is dedicated to all you Gucci bag carriers out there,'" laughed Cozette McCreery.

As for the question 'what makes a playlist great?' the answer isn't cut and dried. "Anyone can play the newest sound in a show," continued Arsenault, but, "a good fashion soundtrack must feel unique." It's all in the mix - a mercurial one combining zeitgeist with taste and a certain je ne sais quoi…

Friday, 6 December 2013

Fashion’s Purest Visionary

Rei Kawakubo is about to redefine shopping in New York City. Her latest

collection for Comme des Garçons is strange, beautiful, singular and, for most

of us, unwearable. Yet fashion’s most powerful provocateur is also one of its

savviest commercial minds. While she is silent about her own creative process,

Kawakubo is a keen nurturer of young talent, bringing unknown artists and

designers into her fold. With the opening this month of Dover Street Market New

York, the sleepy neighborhood of Kips Bay is poised to become the epicenter of

the city’s fashion map.

Three pillars — fantastically decorated by three different artists — run

vertically through six floors of a vast former school building in Manhattan’s

Kips Bay neighborhood. Surrounded by curry and sari shops, it will be the

unlikely new home of New York’s first Dover Street Market, the multibrand store

from Comme des Garçons.

But this noble old building on Lexington Avenue has two other metaphoric

pillars, and these are names that lie at the heart of the current fashion

establishment. Miuccia Prada is building a permanent space on the top floor,

while Louis Vuitton is creating a three-month pop-up store in the main entrance

area.

“Prada have been amazing, and have created a special collection just for us,

with their iconic shapes in new materials and classic prints from 20 years

ago,” says Adrian Joffe, chief executive officer of Comme des Garçons

International and the husband of Rei Kawakubo, who, for once, has broken her

inscrutable silence.

The lauded Japanese designer, who recently turned 71, has a great deal to say

about this new Manhattan project as well as about the design transformation of

her existing flagship Comme des Garçons store in Chelsea.

“For Dover Street Market New York, I wanted to keep the no-rule, beautiful

chaos feeling of the first two Dover Street Markets,” the designer says in

Japanese as Joffe translates. She is referring to the existing stores, one in

London’s Mayfair section, which opened in 2004 on its namesake Dover Street,

and another that opened in Tokyo’s Ginza district in 2012. (They also have a

franchise in Beijing.)

“But in contrast to New York itself, I wanted to design it with extreme

simplicity, unsophisticated, almost primitive and with naïve artlessness,”

Kawakubo says.

The designer, who came onto the international fashion scene in the 1980s with

distressed black clothes that served as a counterpoint to the era’s thrusting,

androgynous outfits, has always led her own counterculture movement. It hasn’t

been so much a political as a visual challenge to clothes based on cut, stitch

and shape and definitions of current society. Kawakubo still thinks along those

lines and avoids pigeonholing or developing one particular style in her stores

as much as on the runway.

“In conceiving seven floors and the interior design of each space, I took no

notice of the traditional need to separate by category, by sex, by lifestyle or

by age,” the designer explains. “And by designing a transparent elevator that

pierces all seven floors through the middle of the store, I have tried to make

the whole shop as if it is one shop — one total experience.”
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The sheer bravado of taking on this massive 18,000-square-foot building is

breathtaking. It once housed the New York School of Applied Design for Women,

which was for a time associated with Columbia University and helped young women

to pursue careers in arts and crafts. On the worn boards and plain walls you

can imagine the spirit of female endeavor. The pillared structure dates back to

1909 and is classified as a New York City landmark building. But none of that

was likely to put off a designer who never compromises her aesthetic vision and

continues to push the boundaries of what “fashion” is and whether that word

even has to translate into wearable clothing.

Her recent spring 2014 collection used elaborate workmanship to created

curvilinear designs that seemed more like body architecture than clothing. Like

her poetic 2012 “White Drama” collection and her 2005 “Broken Bride”

collection, these designs appear to be outside commercial conventions. Yet the

“hyper-imaginative” collection clothes are always on sale right alongside the

more commercial Comme des Garçons lines, like Play and Black, that provide a

sturdy base for the sales pyramid. The clothing that seems most unlikely to end

up in customer closets — like the now infamous “lumps and bumps” collection of

1997 — is similar to any other modern art form designed to stir the mind and

surprise the eye.

Kawakubo’s conception of the new Dover Street Market store as “beautiful chaos”

thus has a method to its apparent madness. The idea is of a magical coalition

of fashion, art and commerce. While the store will feature all 15 Comme des

Garçons brands (Homme Plus, Shirt, Junya Watanabe, to name a few), the list of

other designers who will be showcased in their own individual spaces reads like

a who’s who of inventive fashion today, and includes Prada, Saint Laurent,

Azzedine Alaïa, Thom Browne, Rick Owens, Sacai and Undercover.

The main floor is where Louis Vuitton is setting up its pop-up shop; and Rose

Bakery, the cult French bakery that is also in the London and Tokyo stores,

will be on the first floor and mezzanine. But just in case that might seem too

“establishment,” Joffe has installed an “experimental” sound system from the

Brooklyn-based musical artist Calx Vive, which will play from various

sculptures throughout the building.

Always ready to support new talent, Joffe and Kawakubo have made space for

burgeoning British talent like Simone Rocha and J. W. Anderson, and a fourth

floor “incubation” area with small customized spaces for young designers like

the Russian Gosha Rubchinskiy, known for his skate-inspired fashion, and Max

Vanderwoude Gross, the 27-year-old behind the up-and-coming New York label

Proper Gang. Other designers on the floor, which will be called the “Energy

Showroom,” include Lou Dalton, Phoebe English, Craig Green, Lee Roach and

Sibling.

“Dover Street Market’s core value is to share a space with people with vision,

people who have something to say,” Joffe says.

But what about this unconventional, out-of-left-field location, so uncool and

far from any stylish shopping zone?

Kawakubo has an exceptional sense of place. When Comme des Garçons opened in

Tokyo’s Aoyama district in 1975, the neighborhood was far from bustling, but it

eventually evolved into a fashion hot spot. Similarly, when she opened her

first Comme des Garçons store in New York in 1983, she chose SoHo, which was

mostly a place for artists, not the downtown epicenter of fashion. And since

she moved the shop to Chelsea in 1999, that area has evolved into a district of

high-end galleries.

Now it’s all changing in Chelsea, as the famous aluminum tunnel weaving through

a former automobile repair building is spun with gold. Make that GOLD! For in

order to emphasize the spirit of Comme des Garçons and redefine it for the

arrival of Dover Street Market, Kawakubo has gone on a gilt trip that starts

with golden tree sculptures designed by the Japanese artist Kohei Nawa inside

the store.

“For the renovation of Chelsea, I wanted to create an even stronger, even more

forward-looking, even more stimulating shop — to try to fulfill the hopes of

our core Comme des Garçons customers,” explains the designer, who sees the

actual Comme des Garçons stores as havens for “the fundamentalists,” as Joffe

calls the hard-core fans, the people who might have started buying the label

during the years when the Comme message was almost entirely black. But black is

now, apparently, no longer the signature color.

“I imagined this time a magical world using my third color after black and red:

gold,” the designer explains. “I know that when babies are given the choice of

colors, they often choose gold.”

“So in this spirit of gold being the most enjoyable color,” she continues, “I

have transformed the existing space and architecture to create a new intimate

and concentrated shop. And as well as Comme des Garçons, I have also chosen to

add personally, for the first time, some other brands and accessories that I

like. Everything here is 100 percent my eye.” The store will carry brands like

the Pop Art-inspired British designers Meadham Kirchhoff and the New York-based

leather designer Zana Bayne. The notion that a designer’s store expresses the

creative personality behind it is a given. But constant change is not. At Comme

des Garçons, the search for the new and the need to evolve is part of the

brand’s DNA.

Joffe says creative retail strategies embody the main pillar of Comme des

Garçons’ sense of values: the never-ending search for something new.

“We are always forward-looking, always evolving,” he says of the company’s

pioneering spirit and its essential beliefs.

Kawakubo expressed the same idea but put it more profoundly.

“Without creation,” she says, “there can be no progress and man cannot evolve.”

Thursday, 5 December 2013

Fashion news: New innovative men's lifestyle store opens in the Short North

Editor's note: You can check out Web Smith in our What Are You Wearing feature this week. We loved his new store so much, we wanted to do a little more on it. So here it is.

Although they are young (Web Smith is 30 and Kevin Lavelle, 27), the co-founders of Mizzen+Main are already shaking things up in menswear shopping.

Their lifestyle brand, which sells American-made clothing and home goods, launched in July 2012 as an online only shop. They will unveil the next stage of their business model — a brick and mortar store — this Friday, Dec. 6, when their new 1,000-square-foot Short North store opens in the former Heyman Talent space.

In addition to the whisky that's always on tap for customers (!!!), Mizzen+Main is unique because anything purchased in the store will not leave the store. Instead, the items will ship to the customer for free in two days. Instead of racks of clothing, the store will have pieced-together, curated outfits available for perusal.

"Mizzen+Main is a truly American brand. It's a form of patriotism to me," said Smith, who previously worked in marketing for Rogue Fitness. "As we younger companies source from American manufacturers, we put pressure on the larger companies to follow suit."

The brand is also forward thinking in the clothing it designs. Its men's dress shirts, for example, are a proprietary fabric that is wrinkle free, antimicrobial and stain resistant; Mizzen+Main has two tech-forward blazer designs, including one launching in January called the Perfect Blazer that is made with a material that allows the jacket to be rolled up into a suitcase without ruining the integrity of the jacket.

Other clothing and accessories brands Mizzen+Main will carry include Allen Edmonds shoes and Heritage Handcrafted, a North Carolina company that repurposes whisky barrels into furniture. In the next few weeks, Smith said, the brand will also be the exclusive seller of Ohio State bowties by Rock Avenue, New Orleans Saints' Malcolm Jenkins' line.

"Starting as an e-commerce site was the quickest way to get our brand out with your label. We've already shipped to 47 states and 12 countries in a year and nine months of being open," Smith said. "We're excited to see what we can do with the store."

The line — with its preppy charm and modern innovation — has already gotten the attention of Saks Fifth Avenue. Mizzen+Main is set for a launch of items at the renowned retailer next year, Smith said.

Appropriately Inappropriate for ‘Festive Dress’

Even in a world where nothing should be taken for granted — banks, climate, Miley Cyrus — one may persuasively argue that most people are pleased to receive a party invitation. The old joke still holds: What are the two saddest words in the English language? “What party?”
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But while most people may enjoy festivities, a party invitation can turn a mood ring to black with the inclusion of just one little modern-day directive: festive dress.

Perhaps you, too, are familiar with the stab of anxiety this edict produces? That little voice that cries out, “What do I wear that won’t make me look like the Joker, the Penguin or some other gleeful archenemy?” What, exactly, does festive dress mean?

“I agree, it’s pretty confusing,” said Zachary Sacks, an investment analyst in Manhattan. “I’ve read that it could mean black tie, or it could mean a tweed sport coat.”

The fashion designer Michael Bastian is more acerbic. “You need new friends, that’s what it means,” he said, laughing. “It’s so vague and confusing.”

Keep one thing in mind: Your potential host is not trying to torture you. A mood-killer for any party is bad décor, and like it or not, you are part of it. Nothing kills the fun faster than a bunch of guys who look as if they just finished moving stuff into storage, or just punched out at Dewey, Cheatem & Howe. There isn’t enough bourbon in the world to cut that ice. A good party requires a festive atmosphere, which requires guests who, however festive they really are, appear to have made an effort to look it.

One of the merits of a black-tie affair is that it offers a simple set of instructions — all you need worry about is whether your tux shirt is clean and pressed and the pants still fit. Festive dress, on the other hand, incites its own brand of fashion panic, its innocent-sounding premise being simply that you wear something special you wouldn’t ordinarily wear.

The trick comes in not under- or overshooting the mark. This requires, among other things, gauging both the setting and the host. Is the party in Lenox Hill or Vinegar Hill? At an apartment or an embassy? Is your hostess more Sally Quinn or Sally Bowles?

Your age is also a factor. The older or younger a man is, the more fun he can get away with. Who docks an 80-year-old or a newborn for style points? But a 40-year-old in a reindeer sweater may find that his name is, as they say, not on the list.

The advanced calculus required to gauge the appropriate degree of inappropriateness vexes even style veterans, though most have developed personal workarounds.

“I kind of have a uniform for office parties and Christmas parties,” Mr. Bastian said. “What I do is put on a basic tuxedo shirt with a solid navy or black tie, a tweed jacket, a red pocket square and some sort of fancy shoe or velvet slipper. I think a tuxedo shirt worn without a tuxedo is a great way to do it. It says, ‘I got the assignment, I made a little effort, but I’m still cool.’ I’ve been to parties where I’ve seen guys mess up. They’ve been dying to bust out those crazy embroidered corduroys all year long, and it doesn’t always fly. There’s still an expectation that you don’t abandon every shred of your regular style just because it’s a holiday. It’s not Halloween.”

Indeed, according to experts in such matters, part of what festive dress seems to suggest is that you steer away from anything that smacks of costume. (That includes the ugly Christmas sweater cherished by irony-loving merrymakers.)

In other words, leave the tinsel for the tree. “I see guys with gold vests and funky bow ties,” said Ralph Auriemma, design director for Paul Stuart’s Phineas Cole line, which seems made for festivity, with old-fashioned dandyish features, like colorful tweeds, peak lapels and three-piece suits. “Personally, I’m still an old-school advocate of elegant men’s wear, something with a point of view from another period of time. I’m not talking about Sherlock Holmes, though that would be festive.”

Men who overdo it are easy to spot and wince at, but there is no excuse for the many, many more who err on the side of safe. There are plenty of easy options, like a casually dressy sport coat or an elegant cardigan or pullover that’s a little too la-di-da for walking the dog. The velvet sport jacket that has come into fashion of late is perhaps the simplest and best example.

“Provided it’s well tailored,” said Madeline Weeks, fashion director for GQ, explaining that the soft, thick pile of velvet can make precise tailoring a challenge. All a man really needs, she said, is one item that shows you tried: a sharply cut silk sport coat with a dull sheen, silver leather tie or black-and-white spectator wingtips.

But make a plan, she advised: “Sometimes guys don’t think about it till it’s too late, and then run out the door in a T-shirt and a leather jacket. You don’t want to be the guy who didn’t make an effort.”

And taking a bit of trouble is, in the end, what it comes down to.

“ ‘Festive’ demands that you make an effort,” said Euan Rellie, a senior managing director at an investment bank, listing his own festive fail-safes: smoking jacket, tartan trousers, patent leather slippers (though not all at once). “Festive and sophisticated are not mutually exclusive,” he said. “It doesn’t mean ‘Pretend you’re a Christmas ornament.’ ”

While there may well be a formula for men anxious to compute exactly how much to channel the holiday spirit, it is also worth remembering that for more-daring souls, looking festive can mean flirting with decorum.

“Some people are good at dressing inappropriately,” Mr. Rellie said. “If you are confident enough, you can be underdressed when everyone is overdressed. When I was an undergraduate at Cambridge, we had the May Ball. The dress code was white tie. Rachel Gibson wore a denim miniskirt, and I fell head over heels in love with her.”

Tuesday, 3 December 2013

British Fashion Awards 2013: Christopher Kane Wins Womenswear Designer Of The Year

Scottish wunderkind designer Christopher Kane has made all the right moves every step of the way in his career. And now he can add winning the accolade of Womenswear Designer of the Year to his heaving cabinet of achievements! Fending off a challenge from Pheobe Philo (Celine) and Sarah Burton, Kane’s success was resoundingly toasted by the audience.

This evening Christopher was presented with his award by platinum haired fashion-titan Donatella Versace and he said the experience was 'truly amazing' and had special thanks for Donatella exclaiming 'I truly love her'. So do we Mr Kane!


From catching the eye of Donatella Versace while still at Central Saint Martins to selling his hit debut collection for S/S 2007 in its entirety to Browns, he burst on to the fashion scene with about the best credentials you could hope for. In the intervening years he has solidified his reputation as an ideas machine, coming up with iconic collections which have formed an archive of highly covetable pieces. Who wouldn’t want a piece from his Carrie inspired grunge collection? Or a zappy neon number from the ‘Princess Margaret on acid’ outing?

News this year that French holdings company Kering had made a majority investment in Kane’s growing brand was greeted with pride by the whole fashion community, and the influx of cash has enabled the designer and his sister Tammy to look to open their first store (planned to open on Mount street by the end of the year) and begin working on a debut bag collection.

Sunday, 1 December 2013

It's Not Sheep Castration.. But Fashion Can Have Its Moments Too

I'm listening to Mike Rowe talk about his Aha! moment, castrating a lamb in Craig, Colo., a few hours north of my current Colorado foothills hometown, which some folks call, "The Brooklyn of Boulder."

I cannot say I've "been there, done that" on the livestock spaying front the way Rowe has.

But I relate to his eyes-wide moment of wonder as he approaches the task.

"How did I get here?" Rowe wonders. I relate to that, too.

My mind flashes back from the little lambs on that Craig, Colo. pasture to a pile of Dalmatian-print polyester on Fifth Avenue in Manhattan, to a table of live doves at a Reagan-era fundraiser. We're in the field of fashion now, as opposed to animal husbandry.

But the leap isn't as far -- or as tame -- as you might think.

With thanks to Mike Rowe for the memories, here are two of my favorite Aha! moments in the NYC fashion biz. They're not as overtly ballsy as his lamb job, and I don't include them on my LinkedIn profile, because who would hire me to do them again?

But these tasks scared me senseless and/or made my heart sing. And isn't that what the best jobs are about?

"Counting the Carnet for Jean-Paul Gaultier"

The Task:
Count a hundred dozen-ish Dalmation print fake fur hats, gloves and accessories imported by French fashion maverick Gaultier for his first U.S. fashion show, to be held in a Big Apple Circus tent in Battery Park City.

My Workspace:
Seated cross-legged on the floor of Bergdorf Goodman's atrium, seven stories above Manhattan's bustling Fifth Avenue.

How I Got This Job:
My new boss called her last version of me and asked, "Do you know anyone crazy enough to do this?"

The Aha! Moment:
The executives see my job as dirty work, the kind of task that Cinderella's stepsisters might event. But counting the carnet is Zen-tastic to me. I'm sitting in a quiet, sun-filled space, connecting with objects of pure design genius.

Tomorrow, taking on another job no one wants, I'll ride shotgun in the truck carrying the collection downtown to the circus tent. The city will stretch before me. The oddly gorgeous objects described in the carnet -- properly counted -- will follow behind me.

Color me one lucky faux fur trucker.

"Supermodel Management"

The Task:
Stop six supermodels from going AWOL from a fashion show fundraiser with clothes by Italian fashion house Jenny, attended by President Ronald Reagan and a host of mid-1980s A-Listers.

My Workspace:
An unheated hallway in the L'Enfant Plaza Hotel in DC.

How I Got This Job:
My Uncle Sidney's neighbors' friend's daughter needs an Italian-speaking American gal Friday for an event she's producing over Presidents' Day Weekend, which will feature live Italian doves on each table, and a six-pack of supermodels on the runway.

I'm studying Italian at college in Philly, so I get the job.

I won't be paid for this gig in money, I'm told. But I will get some real-world experience.

The Truth:
The models -- faces I know from the covers of Vogue, and Elle and W and Bazaar -- are threatening to fly back to New York unless I take them some place warm to wait out the hour before show.

The armed guard at the ballroom says civilians who leave a presidential event will not be readmitted.

What do I do?

I'll have to decide this on my own.

My boss is sneaking Julio Iglesias through the kitchen to avoid the paparazzi. And her boss is drinking Champagne with the Princess of Savoy. Plus, did I mention, this is 1984: there are no cell phones?

As we walk back to the ballroom, I'm sure I'm going to be arrested by the CIA. Or (even scarier) yelled at by the booking agent for Ford Models! How will that look when I apply to law school? -- Sharon Glassman

The models want cheeseburgers. They want to watch the Winter Olympics on TV.

I can make that happen, I think. I'm 19 years old. I know zip about team management. But I know a lot about cheeseburgers.

I escort the models back to my hotel room. We order room service. They watch Brian Boitano skate.

It's like a slumber party with girls in $1,000 dresses.

The Aha! Moment:
Time to lead the models backstage. But how? As we walk back to the ballroom, I'm sure I'm going to be arrested by the CIA. Or (even scarier) yelled at by the booking agent for Ford Models! How will that look when I apply to law school?

But when we get to the Scary Guard, he just nods and waves us backstage.

Why? you ask. I don't know.

Was I terrified? You betcha.

The Bonus:
But scary jobs can lead to great rewards.

Earlier that day, I delivered a Jenny dress to Mrs. Grant's room. Her husband answered the door in a dressing gown, holding a handsome hand of cards.

I was speechless.

He said, "Thank you."

And maybe this is the moral of my "how did I get here?" odd-job story:

Six supermodels may trump an armed guard. But no one will ever trump my memory of Cary Grant.

Writer/performer Sharon Glassman's new novel-with-songs is called Blame It On Hoboken. Visit http://sharonglassmanlive.com for performance dates in Northern Colorado and beyond.