Happy Merry everyone!
Here are some last minute treats before I go:
Alithia Spuri-Zampetti
and this cool blog about recycled fashion: OUTSAPOP
Have a happy and elfy new year!
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Lia Cinquegrano
I know I haven't been posting as much here, since I've been pretty occupied with school, and when I have time to blog, I tend to devote it to SFstyloscope, the fashion blog I'm trying to start to be for emerging designers and student work. But I will still be posting here at least once a week. So do check back in every once in a while!
Friday, December 5, 2008
Bling
Are you curious? Find out more at MY OTHER BLOG!
P.S. If, WITHOUT going to my other blog (that would be SF Styleoscope.blogspot.com) you can tell me who these people are, I will do a special post just for you! Leave a note in the comments - who are they, and what you want your post to be about.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
etsy goodness
I've been checking Etsy a lot more often than I used to and am continually impressed at the stuff there is to be had.
soul2mate
isadora
lisa rietz
desira pesta
gougoloft
soul2mate
isadora
lisa rietz
desira pesta
gougoloft
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Sunday, November 30, 2008
designer colabs
I love it when worlds collide - which is essentially what happens when two huge but vastly different fashion empires decide to collaborate. Here are three that are all the buzz right now:
Comme des Garcons and Louis Vuitton (Wow.)
That last bag is so great. Apparently Rei K. designed 6ish bags using the LV signature and these will be for sale for a very limited time in a transient boutique set up in Tokyo.
Lanvin and Acne (Say whaaa??)
Alexander McQueen and Target (No way.)
Read more here.
I hope A. Mcqueen ponies up some serious style. That man is pretty f-ing talented, but it's hard to see it translating to the masses. Therefore, I hope he doesn't TRY to translate for the masses and just goes for the gusto. A girl can dream...
{Images from designboom, hauteconcept, acne and nitrolicious}
Comme des Garcons and Louis Vuitton (Wow.)
That last bag is so great. Apparently Rei K. designed 6ish bags using the LV signature and these will be for sale for a very limited time in a transient boutique set up in Tokyo.
Lanvin and Acne (Say whaaa??)
Alexander McQueen and Target (No way.)
Read more here.
I hope A. Mcqueen ponies up some serious style. That man is pretty f-ing talented, but it's hard to see it translating to the masses. Therefore, I hope he doesn't TRY to translate for the masses and just goes for the gusto. A girl can dream...
{Images from designboom, hauteconcept, acne and nitrolicious}
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
finsk shoes
Would you like some hot shoes? Here, have some: Finsk.
Loving the suble architectural details. Are they too subtle? As Sea of Shoes would say: are these shoes even relevant?
Loving the suble architectural details. Are they too subtle? As Sea of Shoes would say: are these shoes even relevant?
Monday, November 17, 2008
Russian Vogue Dolls
To celebrate Russian Vogue's tenth anniversary top designers were each asked to design a matrioshka doll. Said dolls will be auctioned off for charity and there will be a huge party, etc., etc. What cute little dolls! And what a change it is to see the designs on a chubby little marshmallow rather than a stick thin model. My favorites are below, see the entire gallery here.
And pop on over to my other blog to see each doll with her model counterpart!
Roberto Cavalli and Prada
Pucci and Antonio Marras
Moschino and Maison Martin Margiela
Marni and Giles
Alena Akhmadullina and YSL
One last thing. In one of my classes I have to do a design project where my "target customer" is a more mature woman, age 30's - 70's, who likes fashion and I need to make her 4 outfits. Give me your suggestions, please! If you fit this demographic, what do you like to wear? Dresses, pants (what kind?)... What is your ideal outfit? Is there a dress in your head that you are looking for but can never find? Is there anything you wish designers would realize? (Like: it would be nice if not ALL dresses were sleeveless, etc.) How do I keep it fashionable but age appropriate?
If you aren't this demographic, who cares? Leave me your thoughts anyways. Thank you, my dear readers!
And pop on over to my other blog to see each doll with her model counterpart!
Roberto Cavalli and Prada
Pucci and Antonio Marras
Moschino and Maison Martin Margiela
Marni and Giles
Alena Akhmadullina and YSL
One last thing. In one of my classes I have to do a design project where my "target customer" is a more mature woman, age 30's - 70's, who likes fashion and I need to make her 4 outfits. Give me your suggestions, please! If you fit this demographic, what do you like to wear? Dresses, pants (what kind?)... What is your ideal outfit? Is there a dress in your head that you are looking for but can never find? Is there anything you wish designers would realize? (Like: it would be nice if not ALL dresses were sleeveless, etc.) How do I keep it fashionable but age appropriate?
If you aren't this demographic, who cares? Leave me your thoughts anyways. Thank you, my dear readers!
Friday, November 14, 2008
Alina Akhmadullina
Re: the necklace
Well, the fashion school verdict is undecided as I had both yays and nays and the yays may have just been polite (to see the necklace scroll down to the CSA post) however, i had an unprecedented amount of homeless men flirt with me, although this may be due to the fact that I took a stroll into the tenderloin today and their taste is questionable - very into layers and the grunge look.
These days I'm into taking inspiration and really abstracting and for lack of a better word (although I'm certain there is one) intellectualizing it when you make it into clothing. Ex: If you're inspired by a flower, you might just literally embroider flowers all over your dress, or you might do some weird drapy thing that sort of looks like a wilted tulip if you squint and shake your head at precisely the right frequency. I'm into the wilty-shakey. But here is a designer who utilizes her inspiration quite literally and it totally works for me.
OK. Tricked you. That was Fall08. Here is Spring 09 - and the motif continues:
Don't you just love the crochet skeleton harness thing and the rather large earrings. I do. And I also love the way in this collection, instead of printing feathers, she creates them out of the fabric all 3-D like. Have you checked out my other blog? Not much to see really. There will be soon, though!
Well, the fashion school verdict is undecided as I had both yays and nays and the yays may have just been polite (to see the necklace scroll down to the CSA post) however, i had an unprecedented amount of homeless men flirt with me, although this may be due to the fact that I took a stroll into the tenderloin today and their taste is questionable - very into layers and the grunge look.
These days I'm into taking inspiration and really abstracting and for lack of a better word (although I'm certain there is one) intellectualizing it when you make it into clothing. Ex: If you're inspired by a flower, you might just literally embroider flowers all over your dress, or you might do some weird drapy thing that sort of looks like a wilted tulip if you squint and shake your head at precisely the right frequency. I'm into the wilty-shakey. But here is a designer who utilizes her inspiration quite literally and it totally works for me.
OK. Tricked you. That was Fall08. Here is Spring 09 - and the motif continues:
Don't you just love the crochet skeleton harness thing and the rather large earrings. I do. And I also love the way in this collection, instead of printing feathers, she creates them out of the fabric all 3-D like. Have you checked out my other blog? Not much to see really. There will be soon, though!
Thursday, November 13, 2008
New Blog
Well, well, well. What's this all about? Unfortunately, it's just as it sounds. I "opened" a new blog today. It is called SF Styleoscope and it is meant to galvanize the fashion community in San Francisco and hopefully to get people who are not so interested in fashion a little more interested.
San Francisco dresses well, don't get me wrong. But they dress so SAFELY. And they cancelled their fashion week. The blog is still in the beta stage, but hop on over there to see some stylish folks that showed up at H&M today due to the launch of the Comme des Garcons collection.
Those racks were teeming with garments not five minutes ago. But then frenzied shoppers descended on them and ripped all the clothes off in a matter of minutes. It was pretty crazy. But let's start at the beginning:
Having never stood in line for anything, I went to H&M because I am a staunch supporter of Japanese fashion and of fashion in general (as we well know). Stood in line for an hour and a half dodging pigeon crap falling like missiles from the sky and watching the security guard trying vainly to keep people out of the doorways of the other stores. I also amused myself by gawking at the hard-core-ers who had camped out and were now huddled under a blanket with steaming cups of coffee. Starbucks was doing quite a lively trade that morning. Yes, more so than usual.
Perhaps because I looked the most wholesome and approachable, but most likely because I was alone, I was approached on more than one occasion and asked to speak as spokesperson for the crazy-people-in-line. The first time a homeless man approached and asked belligerently if we were in line for a video game. I laughed out loud because, well, because. Video game? Me? Nevah. Before he could kill me with his shiv, I quickly explained we were waiting for the Comme des Garcons collection. But when you say Comme des Garcons to an American, they get confused. They expect names like Ralph Lauren and Tommy Hilfiger. Names that are actually names. And pronounceable.
My next encounter was a sweet old couple who thought we were in line for a sale. Ha! These days, you don't line up for sales. They line up for you, thanks to the crashing economy. And once again, when I said Comme des Garcons, the women looked at me gently, like she knew every single designer, and this wasn't one of them, and I had been fooled and was standing in line for nothing. Then they gently wafted away.
When the doors at last opened, people sprinted. I kid you not. So the slow runners, even if they were 41st in line, ended up 103rd in the door. And I don't know how she did it, but a mother got in there with her child in a stroller. Who takes their kid to a mosh pit? People were grabbing and shoving and then scuttling away to corners to sort through their pile. Consequently, a lucky few scavengers were able to snap up the discards. But most people weren't discarding. Oh, no. They were saving for the trading stage.
So the next stage was trading. As the lucky few who had been in the door first stood waiting to pay, everyone else skulked about asking furtively: you got anything to trade? I hadn't, as before I had been made aware of the trading stage, I had given away the skirt I decided I didn't love. So I had nothing left to trade, but that was okay because no one had seen hide or hair of the coat that I really wanted. It was as if it had never existed. So I left empty handed.
But of course, not really, because this made me get my other blog up and running.
San Francisco dresses well, don't get me wrong. But they dress so SAFELY. And they cancelled their fashion week. The blog is still in the beta stage, but hop on over there to see some stylish folks that showed up at H&M today due to the launch of the Comme des Garcons collection.
Those racks were teeming with garments not five minutes ago. But then frenzied shoppers descended on them and ripped all the clothes off in a matter of minutes. It was pretty crazy. But let's start at the beginning:
Having never stood in line for anything, I went to H&M because I am a staunch supporter of Japanese fashion and of fashion in general (as we well know). Stood in line for an hour and a half dodging pigeon crap falling like missiles from the sky and watching the security guard trying vainly to keep people out of the doorways of the other stores. I also amused myself by gawking at the hard-core-ers who had camped out and were now huddled under a blanket with steaming cups of coffee. Starbucks was doing quite a lively trade that morning. Yes, more so than usual.
Perhaps because I looked the most wholesome and approachable, but most likely because I was alone, I was approached on more than one occasion and asked to speak as spokesperson for the crazy-people-in-line. The first time a homeless man approached and asked belligerently if we were in line for a video game. I laughed out loud because, well, because. Video game? Me? Nevah. Before he could kill me with his shiv, I quickly explained we were waiting for the Comme des Garcons collection. But when you say Comme des Garcons to an American, they get confused. They expect names like Ralph Lauren and Tommy Hilfiger. Names that are actually names. And pronounceable.
My next encounter was a sweet old couple who thought we were in line for a sale. Ha! These days, you don't line up for sales. They line up for you, thanks to the crashing economy. And once again, when I said Comme des Garcons, the women looked at me gently, like she knew every single designer, and this wasn't one of them, and I had been fooled and was standing in line for nothing. Then they gently wafted away.
When the doors at last opened, people sprinted. I kid you not. So the slow runners, even if they were 41st in line, ended up 103rd in the door. And I don't know how she did it, but a mother got in there with her child in a stroller. Who takes their kid to a mosh pit? People were grabbing and shoving and then scuttling away to corners to sort through their pile. Consequently, a lucky few scavengers were able to snap up the discards. But most people weren't discarding. Oh, no. They were saving for the trading stage.
So the next stage was trading. As the lucky few who had been in the door first stood waiting to pay, everyone else skulked about asking furtively: you got anything to trade? I hadn't, as before I had been made aware of the trading stage, I had given away the skirt I decided I didn't love. So I had nothing left to trade, but that was okay because no one had seen hide or hair of the coat that I really wanted. It was as if it had never existed. So I left empty handed.
But of course, not really, because this made me get my other blog up and running.
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