Showing posts with label Bodycon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bodycon. Show all posts

Monday, 21 December 2009

A Weekend in Clothes


Out & About in Quaglino's, Babble & Aura, Mayfair
& Gautama, Crystal Palace

Shoulders



Kris
Jacket: Ted Baker
Dress: Warehouse

Tailored


Me

Tailcoat: Topshop


Bodycon






Sarah
Off-shoulder bodycon dress: ASOS
Watch: Armani 

 
J
Jumper: Lyle & Scott
Shirt: Aquascutum
Hat: Vintage


Lace





Me

Corset: Sonia Rykiel at H&M

Stag Necklace: Poupette NYC







Stockings: La Senza

Boots: Office







Bag: vintage
Jacket: Zara



Monday, 2 November 2009

I want a David Koma!

I'm feeling ill today (boo) and wasn't going to post, but I couldn't go to bed without giving a little mention to David Koma, the designer of our Cheryl's controversial dress on Saturday's (or was it Sunday's?) XFactor.

I absolutely loved the dress, but not everyone did - infact, at work I was the only one on the desk that didn't think it was an outfit reminiscent of a UFO meets Gary Glitter (before the dark times).

However, David Koma is officially the New Hot Thing On The Block and methinks we have more to come. And hopefully he may be the one to replace the godawful Henry Holland in London's cluster of fresh design talent and join the other spandex-hungry Brit geniuses such as Marios Schwab and Julien McDonald.

Koma, a Central St. Martin's MA student, leapt straight out of school, sauntered down the runway and landed fashionably feet first into London's exclusive Browns Focus. Deservedly so, though, as whether or not it's your cup of tea, the talent speaks for itself. And as for me, fantasy, undiluted bodyconsciousness, eighties revival and unashamed exhibitionism is everything my heart desires. So glad I found him.

....hold on, could he be the new answer to my estranged Tom Ford??? OK, deep breaths, calm down. Let's not get ahead of ourselves...

Pieces have been in store since Summer, after being on the AW09 runway, but don't bother trying to buy one; since Chezza stepped out in one they're all sold out. You'll have to get behind me in the queue.

www.davidkoma.com

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Sunday, 1 November 2009

Style Profile: Julia Restoin Roitfeld



I'm not really into obsessively fawning over celebrities, or one to queue up for hours to buy Kate Moss @ Topshop just because her name's on the label (I mean, come on, £85 pyjamas?!), however although I do not wish to imitate anyone's style, I can, however, admire.

Julia Restoin Roitfeld is a model (currently the face of Tom Ford & Jil Sander's latest fragrances), creative director and the daughter of Carine Roitfeld, editor of French Vogue. Originally from Paris and while her mother is a style maven in her own right, Julia's 'carefully thrown together,' image, complete with blackened khol eyes, body con pieces and sky high platforms is a look I've always embraced myself (ask anyone I know). However, she also has the piercing, almost feline, green eyes and a great red lipsticked pout, plus the small benefit of having the wardrobe of a Vogue legend to work with. I mean, who else could team a £30 American Apparel dress with a £900 Alaia belt? (well I might if I had the cash). Other key Julia-isms include motorcycle jackets, a lot of black, microminis, mussed up hair and anything with spandex to complete the look.

I've always admired Julia's chic Parisian-in-NY look, as it's is one that isn't afraid to be sexy, but still maintains taste whilst managing to enhance her curvy (in a fashion context) figure. And why not? She looks great. She keeps fashion playful, as it should be, and doesn't take it all too seriously; she's a lot more experimental than the average Parisian woman, as their fashion is a lot more conservative. However, she now resides in NYC where she can gallavant in any gladrags without noses being turned up at the flashes of skin. She was a friend of my ex-boss when I worked in Manhattan and I remember having to send packages of dresses for her. We then kept a close eye on the NY Social Diary to see if she ever wore them, so that we could snap them up for the press folder, because she looked great in everything.

Anyway, Julia rocks - and here are her best bits.

x

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