Showing posts with label Jean Paul Gaultier. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jean Paul Gaultier. Show all posts

Thursday, July 07, 2011

I like my goddessses shaved.

Ah, the '90s were forever ago, but with one quick flash of that dragon furled on a buzzed tete, they were only yesterday.



Shaved-headed model Eve Salvail made a return to the catwalk at Jean Paul Gaultier's couture show yesterday, and it looks like she hasn't missed a beat. Need a reminder of Eve? Here she is featured on House of Style, with an appearance by JPG himself:




Now, where are my clippers? And, my tattoo gun? Maybe Eve will let me borrow hers...

And because one good shave deserves another, watch Grace Jones get a 13 minute haircut in a video piece by Anton Perich.




Goddesses.

Thursday, July 09, 2009

Dazzle Me.

I want glitzy overalls now.



I love when unexpected things glitter; it's just so refreshing. This pair of sparkly, studly overalls made its way down Jean Paul Gaultier's couture runway, and I hope they just keep walking until they arrive in my closet.



I'd rock the heck out of those things with a wifebeater and some Chucks, and maybe a fur stole too. Well, does anyone have a fur stole I can borrow?

Photos: Monica Feudi and Simone Manzo/ Gorunway.com via Style.com.

Thursday, July 02, 2009

The Horyn Gives The Horns In Paris.

New York Times fashion critic Cathy Horyn gets into trouble because she says stuff like this:

"Recently, however, it has become clear that Paris fashion is less the creative hub of the industry than an isolated universe whose weakness can be sensed even by children."

Her wrap-up review of the Men's collections in Paris takes the hard line, dissing designers for their "naive" and un-in touch collections. But, she gives little wiggle room, razzing others for their predictable, unremarkable rehashing of things boring and staid. Her commentary, via this article and her On The Runway blog, has caused a bit of a stir in the media. With people reiterating Horyn's tendency towards the barb and her lack of qualifications for a post as influential as she holds.


Looks from Rick Owens.

I, like any good fan of anything good, love to see brilliant minds clash over matters of fashion, and Cathy's piece of mind always seems to be clashing with someone else's. She's caught major flack from designers for her harsh commentary, even being banned from Armani and Vera Wang shows. In all honesty, sometimes I think she does go a tad too far, and her voice sounds so haughty it could school Upper East Siders weekending in the Hamptons, but I'm all for point counter point. I'm all for the wind coming out of the fashion sails every once in a while. Actually, it's hot air coming out of inflated heads in this industry. Horyn's lack of qualifications to some, make her an ideal voice of criticism to others. She's enough of an outsider to see fashion for the zoo that it can be if no one puts a thorn in its side every once in a while.


Pieces from Tisci's collection for Givenchy.

Sure, her skewering of Riccardo Tisci's collection for Givenchy comes off a bit heavy-handed, but her point that he's "utterly humorless as a designer" has some legs. Menswear is such a tricky vehicle of expression. Try as they might, designers pushing prints and bodycon cuts and skirts at the male species, are really pushing a little far. Women have so much more freedom of expression when it comes to dressing, and so the more ridiculous flounces of the industry's offerings become a bit more apparent to the outside world when it's men they're after. It's humorous to most to see what is being sold as the new men's look, and when it's done without a hint of irony, humor, or lightness, it can be a very awkward pill to swallow.


Gaultier's look. I think the one on the left is wearing a tube top.

I'm all for men wearing whatever the heck they want. I'm a champion of men's freedom of expression, but to an uninitiated fashion viewer an opinion like Horyn's may make more sense than what's being sold to them. The Times is a newspaper, it's a venue for the average folk to find information and read about the goings on in the world. It is not the industry insider-geared Vogue, W, or Bazaar. It's a populist vehicle. The Times is more elite than most papers, but still, it's an outsider's informant. Horyn's opinions may be built more of personal preference than industry know-how, but there is enough of both to qualify her statements as the right fit for her paper post. No?

And the debate rolls on...

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Beauty, Writ Large

Jean Paul Gaultier is an institution and his recent collections have felt historic--in a way. They've seemed a bit stuck in his hey day of the late '80s/early '90s. But this season's couture show is phenomenal. The flourish of the calligrapher's pen, with it's inky black lines and unfurling curls is the clear inspiration behind his gorgeous dresses and pantsuits. From the minute crisscross of a frequently used netted material, to the grand swirls of neck pieces, the designs go from sharp lines to loops and back again. The lines also seem to reference the black tape that couturiers use to establish the draping on dress forms, bringing the designer's process to the surface. Gaultier's corset-minded wear has always been showy about its underpinnings, but seeing these dresses with their structures and bustles and stuffing on clear display is like an education in dress building. But nothing is too technical, there is a nice balance of romance to center the pointed stiffness. I love this show. Here are some money shots (I swear couture closeups are practically pornographic to me. TMI? Hope not...):









Love it. I wish the hair and makeup were a bit more flattering and a little less concepty, but the garments are both interesting and gorgeous. This is shaping up to be a strong couture season. Just when you think it's down and out, up it comes!

Photos by Alessandro Lucioni/ Imax Tree and Mateo Volta/ Imax Tree via Style.com.

Thursday, October 02, 2008

Dress Rehearsal


When I was a wee fashionista I took dance lessons largely because it was the only place my mom would let me wear leotards and legwarmers. I loved those things, man. So, I have always had a bit of a fascination with clothes that remind me of plies and tap routines. Jean Paul Gaultier's SS 09 collection is equally dance happy. From obviously body conscious and costume inspired dresses like those above, to the more subtle touches pictured below, Gaultier choreographed a show that would have made Martha Graham proud.

So go ahead; add a stretchy, sparkling body suit to your look and let the straps show. Or, wrap some silk ribbons around your sleek ankles in homage to satin toe shoes. But, pretty please leave the actual leotards in the closet. Do not be sporting them in public unless you are still a wee fashionsita or your performance with the American Ballet Theater starts in five minutes.

This is a look best left to the professionals. And models. Or, hell...you if you really, really want to. Whatever, go crazy kids!

Images: Alessandro Lucioni for Style.com

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Allons-y! (That's "Let's Go!" in Francais)

Hold on to your berets kids, it's Paris time! We are right on schedule for the opening of SS '09 Paris Fashion Week, the biggest kahuna of them all (sorry New York, but it's true). We've got a lot of shows ahead of us and here's some of the info you'll need to prepare: You can click here to view the official itinerary of the week. The biggest of the big guns come out locked and loaded in Paris: Gaultier, Pugh, Galliano, Yamamoto, Ghesquiere, Lagerfeld, McQueen. Ooh la la! I'm so excited I could oui, oui! Oh, I just couldn't resist. How declasse of me!

The Parisienne streets are alive with mode. Take a look at who Face Hunter caught stalking the Rues in the city of light...

The cutest little gamine that side of the Seine, and a serious heavy metal fan. Plenty more are sure to follow. Stay close, mon chers!

images: FaceHunter

Saturday, July 12, 2008

Pretty safe.

While I was busy eating hummus in the holy land, the Spring '09 fashion jet took off. I've been catching up on the shows for the last few days while trying to avoid unpacking (as I find that's the quickest way to lose my vacation buzz) and I must admit I might have preferred sorting my dusty desert laundry.

I started with the Women's Couture shows, and honestly I'm not so thrilled. There are a lot of pretty things, but nothing is jumping out at me. As always, there are beautifully constructed garments: amazing draping, tailoring, seaming. I'm just not finding any collection that inspiring or strong. I really loved the last batch of ready-to-wear collections, with their fresh patchwork-pastiche aesthetic so I'm disappointed to be goosebumpless after perusing the couture shows which usually thrill me to no end.

I can't help but think things are looking a bit safe. Even Galliano pulled in the reigns a bit, presenting some very classically Christian Dior get-ups.



Again, pretty and incredibly well constructed but not so exciting. Can we blame the economy? I say so. Even the world of $30,000 dresses gets timid in the face of a downturn.

The season isn't a total loss though. There is nothing like couture to prove that God is in the details. Check out these beautiful tight shots courtesy of Style.com:




Chanel seams, tubes and flowers.


Lacroix's red ruffles and clothing collage.


Hot orange peek-a-boo at Gaultier.

More coverage to come, including the old people trend and the Weird Wears Awards! Yee haw.

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

I want to wear it, damn it!

I want to wear it, damn it! Combing the streets, interwebs, and collective unconscious for fashionable objects of desire. Things I love, stuff I want, pretty pictures. A taste of things to come...

I want to be it.
*Isabella's mind blowing style. (rest in peace)

I want to funk it.

*Badass.

I want to ride a white horse.

*Princess Charming, Jean Paul style.

I want to slip those on.

*Madame Dietrich's perfect shoes.

I want to kiss it.

*Messy lips.