Carry My Couture Suitcase

I wear black. Traveling to Europe is my drug. I sell meat.

Gianvito Rossi shoes are like those stand alone pieces of art that can make a bare wall explode with character and glamour. Like standing in awe of Monet’s Lily Pads at the Musee L’Orangerie in Paris.  
They are perfect. They are polished, simple, and timeless. I have never encountered a shoe designer where I like every single solitary shoe they manufacture. 

I’m in love. 

The Internet Rules

Two hilarious Tumblr discoveries today. 

Drunk J. Crew 

EVER NOTICE HOW DRUNK THE MODELS FOR J. CREW ARE?


and 

Your LL Bean Boyfriend
like really bad romance novel hilarity 

I’d been stressed out the whole week preparing for an important event at my job that I was in charge of planning. Finally, the night of, I was completely distracted as I frantically got ready. Mitchell calmly took my arm and paused me with a long kiss. “It’s going to be great,” he said with a grin.

Happy Friday!

The Weekend in London. 

Though my delayed jet lag is now kicking in 2 days after my return to the States; I now know I can still manage popping over to London for a bourbon soaked 3 day weekend. We survived. Me and the dear friend I visited managed not to burn the city to the ground.

London, my second home.  I can never find the words to adequately express my deep admiration for that city. I managed to snap a few photos in the process. The last one being my reminiscing on the old street I lived on for a few months back when hangovers and wrinkle cream were nonexistent. It was an epic, lovely, spark filled, and incredibly short weekend. 

Saint Laurent Spring RTW or WTF

Saint Laurent…what have you done to me. This 2015 Spring RTW collection is firing all kinds of synapses off in my brain - but not the kind that give me any basic understanding of what the hell is going on here. 

I, as you may have noticed, have loved a lot of what Hedi Slimane has done for Saint Laurent. I love that he made such a classic name in fashion - Rock n’ Roll. The leather, the zippers, the rhinestones, the sheer silks – perfection.

The fall collection was so tailored and cohesive that I honestly don’t know what to make of this one. Am I missing something? Is my pathetic attempt at knowing a thing or two about fashion being mocked? Is there some massive joke going on in Paris right now that i’m not privy to? 

Remember those stores at Mall’s in the 90’s that sold so much nylon, latex, and polyurethane that if you lit a match the entire place would explode? The 90’s teenagers’ go-to with an Orange Julius in hand. You could get changed in the middle of the store in front of a mirror by throwing whatever shitty star patterned or somehow denim AND leopard dress you wanted to try on, and ask your smoothie-sipping equally poorly dressed girlfriend with her elastic choker how it looked. The Deb’s, Delia’s, 5.7.9, Wet Seal’s of the world. You spent hours in them while your crappy boyfriend pretended to like the cargo shorts at Structure. You just liked how he smelled when he left the store though; drowning in the stench of the awful cologne they pumped through the air. Am I painting an accurate picture of the 90’s fashion we all know so well? 

Well, that’s what I took away from this spring collection. Every mouse click my eyes squinted and brow furrowed more. My coworker asked if I was talking to him as I yelled, “WHAT THE HELL?!” in the office.
Friends, I just don’t get it. I guess you can say it’s cohesive in that almost every outfit has the same limp leopard rag thrown around the neck of each model. The leathers look cheap. The patterns and fabrics are straight up bizarre. The tailoring looks off, and none of it looks like it fits properly. 

There are a COUPLE of decent outfits I will throw in at the bottom, but mostly i’m just confused. Can anyone explain what i’m missing, or can we all agree this is an incredibly weird presentation from Slimane? 

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Ugh the belts…

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The MUCH better looks, mostly because they’re twists on the Le Smoking Tuxedo

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Le Smoking

There are certain groundbreaking moments and pieces of clothing that change the history of fashion. The Chanel Tweed Suit. Christian Dior’s Petticoats. Louis Vuitton’s original logo pattern, the Manolo Blahnik BB Pump. etc. etc. etc. 

In that mix of the greats belongs the Yves Saint Laurent “Le Smoking” Tuxedo. Though a Chanel suit would be something great to own, it would look insane on my 29 year old self. The Dior Petticoat, though perfect, would be a bit strange in 2014. And I have never been fond of the LV logo, though I can respect its significance.  The “Le Smoking” Tuxedo is something that I would wear yesterday, today and tomorrow. When i’m 30, 50, 70 and what I would wear in my casket. If you had one, wouldn’t you? Being buried in YSL would be pretty damn chic. 

Over the weekend I went and saw “Yves Saint Laurent”, the film by Jalil Lespert. It wasn’t the most groundbreaking movie of all time, but some of the runway scenes almost brought tears to my eyes. The workmanship and genius that goes into his looks manifests this feeling of effervescence and joy. Yes, it’s just a movie and not Yves himself, but being familiar with his work, and seeing the replicas, and I would assume actual pieces from the 60’s and 70’s, was truly enjoyable. 

"Le Smoking" Tuxedo was created in 1966 and exploded. Similar looks were being worn by Marlene Dietrich years earlier, but the world wasn’t ready. With the movement of women’s liberation in the late 60’s, this outfit was perfectly timed and necessary. Women wanted to challenge the norm by wearing masculine looks and *gasp* PANTS! Then you had Saint Laurent’s muse Betty Catroux wearing this impeccable slim menswear tuxedo jacket with absolutely nothing underneath (PANTS AND CLEAVAGE OH MY GOD) - therein taking something already edgy for its time and completely blowing people’s minds. Then Bianca Jagger wore a white version as her "wedding dress" with nothing underneath. The list of celebrity devotion goes on. 

One of my favorite Helmut Newton photos depends on the masculinity of this jacket, shot in 1975 - seen below. 

Catherine Denueve said it best,

The thing about a tuxedo is that it is virile and feminine at the same time. It really does make you feel different as a woman, it changes the gestures.”

Though the tuxedo has been re imagined and remade several times over the years and worn by every celebrity with the faintest interest in fashion, but can you imagine owning one from the 70’s? So if you ever see’s this tux in a vintage shop drop everything and buy it. You will have captured moment in time, a fashion milestone, a declaration of women’s liberation, and above all - own a hot-ass outfit. 

Helmut Newton, 1975:

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My photo from the movie theater:

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Yves Saint Laurent & Betty Catroux:

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Marlene Dietrich:

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Yves Saint Laurent dressing Catherine Denueve in “Le Smoking”:

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Mick & Bianca Jagger’s wedding day, Bianca in “Le Smoking”:

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Current designer Hedi Slimane for Saint Laurent - pulling from the 1966 inspiration with “Le Smoking” Tuxedo:

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Kate Moss, recent editorial dressed in “Le Smoking” jacket:

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Currently Crushing On:

Vicky Vale. Kim Basinger’s character in Batman (the 1989 Tim Burton version…and the best version if you ask me). 

There’s something about this late 80’s wardrobe that is somehow classic and timeless. All except for that white dress she wore in one scene are things I would wear today. All black with a red lip. Over sized white button downs and silk nude shirts. The massive framed glasses are easy to replicate too thanks to Warby Parker. 

We ALL need to start wearing red lipstick during the day to work and be okay with it. Or is it just me that has a complex!?