Monday, May 30, 2011

can't stop thinking about you...

Three seasons on and I can't get this collection out of my head. Even though three seasons - a year and a half - doesn't seem that long ago, in the fashion world, where everything moves and breakneck speed and then some, it seems much longer. Khakis, grey marle, straight shapes and drill cotton; silk skirts and boyish pullovers with toirtoise-shell glasses and leopard print furs. There are the things that can be worn through seasons and seasons and seasons. You can look back through your wardrobe in years to come, past the batwings, past the neon bursts of colours, even past those skin-tight jeans, and unearth these timeless gems. Classic, but with just enough of a twist to keep you coming back for more. Dries Van Noten A/W 2010. 











via: style.com

Monday, May 23, 2011

summertime dreaming

Now that Sydney is moving deeper and deeper into winter (well, as close as Sydney can get to any kind of winter) I am finding myself dreaming of tropical days away. Now matter how much I am relishing my crisp morning runs every weekend along the coast from Bondi to Coogee, I can't help looking at the latest o/s fashion spreads with the slightest pangs of envy. The upside to all of this? I can start planning my wardrobe for the warm weather, with inspiration coming from the latest spring/summer collections at Rosemount Australian Fashion Week. Despite my usual penchant for a monochromal palette or a mixture of neutrals and khakis (especially, the khakis) I will definitely be trying out some of the zingy combos I've spied at shows like Bianca Spender, Shakuhachi and Ginger & Smart. Number one on my hit list? Rusty, earthen orange and bright, bold blue. On second thought, maybe that's best left to the sunrise on my morning Bondi runs. That's the plus side of this kind of dressing being on the other side of winter - I've still got six months to warm up to the idea.








Daria Werbowy by Cass Bird for T Magazine Travel, summer 2011.
Natasha Poly for H&M, spring/summer 2011.
Erin Wasson by Alexi Lubomirski for Vogue Spain, June 2011.
Iselin, Daria, Natasha, Kasia and Ginta by Jean-Baptise Mondino for Elle France, May 2011.
Ashley Smith by Miles Aldrige for Vogue Italia, May 2011.
Natasha Poly, Chanel Cruise 2012.
Christine Centenera in Celine, RAFW.
Dion Lee, S/S 11, RAFW.




via: tFS, OhJamie, FGR.


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Sunday, May 8, 2011

isabel's feathers

I never thought I'd find myself wearing, let alone coveting, a piece of Navajo-inspired clothing. Not that I have a problem with the native americas being the source of fashion inspiration (what isn't 'inspiration' for fashion these days?) - I've just never seen myself as a girl who can pull off something so... western. Fringing, suede and spurs have never really been my cup of tea. And when cowboy boots were having their (most recent) heyday back in 2006, I did in fact wear them... to a cowboy and indians themed birthday party. Back to Marant. Ever since I clicked through her most recent collection on style.com a few months back, I literally cannot stop thinking about this sweater. And I'm not even one that usually goes for prints! Which makes this even doubly strange. I do like me some marle however, and this sweatshirt (while not marle, I know) errs on the luxe-y side of dressing down. Which I am all for. I have started this new way of thinking about potential purchases (inspired by dead fleurette) that they will only earn a place in my wardrobe if they well and truly belong there. That is - if they go with everything else that's already there. So that means no impulse purchases. And this, as luck should have it, will most definitely go with my near-uniform of khaki bottoms, white shirts and black blazers. And make it less boring, at that. I feel it is most definitely justified.


via: style.com

show pony






The title of this post probably sounds like a dig, rather than the lame pun that it is. Kate Waterhouse, Fashion Editor for the Sydney Morning Herald - also happens to be the daughter of Gai Waterhouse, champion Australian horse trainer. Although her style isn't anything groundbreaking and (as someone mentioned quite a while ago on her tFS thread) is a little similar to that of Lara (dancing extraordinaire) Bingle's, she looked glossy and polished. That little similarity may have something to do with the fact that Christine Centenera plays (or in Bingle's case - played) her personal stylist. I've also seen a few commenters note that she's like the Australian version of Olivia Palermo, and I have to say I agree a little bit. I saw her at a show during the week, when she was wearing her Natasha Fur, and she looked amazing. I want her Burberry jacket. And maybe her Balenciaga sandals. 


via: vogue.com.au, Tommy Ton for style.com, Zimbio and Getty. 

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

d'Orsay







I am sightly obsessed with this shape of shoe. While I don't usully gravitate towards a stiletto heel, there is just something so timeless - not to mention incredibly sexy - about the exposed arch and cutaway sides of this style. We were trying so hard at work today to figure out what the style is called, and, as usual, I couldn't sleep until I had my answer. The d'Orsay. Yes, like the Parisian museum. The Frenchness of the name seems quite fitting I think when you consider the sex appeal that the sharp heel, pointed toe and sleek cutaway ooze. And they are definitely a shape that is timeless and loved by all - men included (unlike, say, harem pants). Although I am definitely going through a head-over-heels (sorry) obsession with wedges, I know that I will never be able to pass up the perfect d'Orsay. 
Swedish blogger Elin Kling is proof (if any is even needed) that d'Orsays add instant chic to any pairing - ripped blues included. I could keep my wedge obsession intact with the Olsen's interpretation of the shape for their label Elizabeth and James - the perfect combination of my two favourite types of shoes. But, I really would love nothing more than to get my hands (feet, rather) on a pair of the patent heels from Stella McCartney's A/W 2010 collection. For now though, I'll settle with the black suede pair I spied in Zara. Oh, the joys of our Sydney store! 

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Family Matters







A random assortment of fashion's finest and their families. I had a lovely Easter with my cousin visiting me in Sydney - so glad I could spend it with some of my family! 

Natalia Vodianova and family. Stella McCartney A/W 2011 Show, Paris.
Miranda Kerr and Orlando and Flynn Bloom. JFK Airport.
Carine Roitfeld and Vladimir Restoin Roitfeld. Vogue Paris 90th Anniversary Masquerade Ball.
Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen. Annual Women in Need Benefit, NYC.
Arizona and Nikko Muse. J Crew May Catalogue.
Peder Bakker and Natasha Poly. Their Wedding.

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Thursday, April 21, 2011

The inevitable Zara post...



Sometimes, in this little fashion bubble I live in, I am sure that things I consider to be of interest, those living in "the real world" would not have not a clue about, let alone care. This is definitely not the case with the opening of Australia's flagship Zara store in Sydney. From the rumours that began circulating as far back as 2007, to their confirmation by the way of the brand's billboards in the windows of three levels of Sydney's new Westfield since late last year, the wait is finally over. Zara has landed on Australian shores. And what a landing it seems to be. The opening night on Tuesday - which drew a crowd of over 500 VIPs - was only a small indication of things to come. 

With the store opening its doors to the public a 9am yesterday morning, I literally haven't been able to walk through Pitt Street mall (let alone make it into the store) without pushing my way through a teaming mob. When you consider the fact that yes, people, they are just clothes (did I really just say that?) it seems rather ridiculous the amount of queuing that has resulted in excessive security and even police patrols outside the store. Maybe an indication that we should have had Zara a long, long time ago. But, better late than never! Which brings me to the entire point of this post... a sentiment that certainly wouldn't be shared by the Australian retailing community. Let's just say, stores such as Witchery, Sportsgirl and Cue should be very, very afraid. 

The Spanish giant - who, by the way, will be dropping product into stores twice every WEEK - will provide some much needed to change to the Australian high street. Their price point is quite a bit lower than that of existing Aussie retailers - while their quality and breath of selection is often much higher. They have such an insanely quick turnaround (for those of you who paid attention in economics class - it's called supply and demand), where they can see something on the catwalk, follow the dissection of trends through the various media outlets and have runway-inspired pieces on their shelves within three weeks. That's before the original designers even know which pieces from their collection will be manufactured. And - of course - all before our own retailers have had a chance to blink. So what may be bad news for the Australian retail sector can only be good news for the Australian consumer. 

Before I went overseas and discovered the joys of Zara, along with H&M, Topshop, Cos and many other stores us Aussies miss out on, I was quite happily forking out $149.95 for a pair of Sportsgirl jeans. $60 for a plain tee from Witchery? No problem. $189 for those cute wedge boots at Wittner? You betcha. (Yes, these prices aren't that expensive... but when you consider the fact they are for clothes from mass-market chain stores that everyone else will be buying... they become grossly overpriced. I'd rather spend a bit more a get quality Australian designer pieces.) I distinctly remember stepping inside my very first Zara store in Saint Germain in Paris, and seeing things I could almost swear black and blue were going to be expensive. Not so. Half an hour later I walked out having paid around a hundred euro (at the time, about $130) for a black, knee-lenth, 100% wool coat. Fast-forward to Nice where I picked up some (nice) suede wedge boots for 50 euros that haven't seen a week go by without me wearing them. And don't even get me started on my classically tailored wool blazer with real silk lapels that is slightly reminiscent of YSL's famed Le Smoking... that cost me about 80 bucks.

 We'll have to wait and see, but the message Zara is sending to our retailers seems to be clear - shape up (that is, lower prices or up your product offering), or move out. For far too long we have been ignorantly paying the exorbitant prices set by local retailers because we didn't know any better. We had no choice. Until now. Retailers - be scared, shoppers - rejoice. Zara has arrived. 

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