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April 18 2014

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Meanwhile, Onstage…

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From electric raver gear to effortless jumpsuits and flouncy dresses, the styles at this past weekend’s 20th annual Lollapalooza were a grab bag of predictably quirky ensembles. But of course, not all the action was in the crowd—there was plenty to see on the festival’s stages, too. One Management founder Scott Lipps (who also snapped away for Style.com at Coachella), braved the elements this weekend and shared some of his favorite rock star moments. And for more, check out his blog Poplipps.com. Continue Reading “Meanwhile, Onstage…” »

Ask Gaga, Downing’s Dos,
Rodarte Looks Ahead, And More…

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There’s no stopping Lady Gaga. The singer/activist/muse/model/ giant keytar player (left) has picked up another credential—magazine columnist. She’ll pen a new monthly feature for V, the magazine announced today. [V]

Speaking of unstoppable, the sisters Mulleavy are plunging ahead too. The IHT checks in with the L.A.-based design duo on their upcoming Pitti show, their forthcoming collaboration with photographers Catherine Opie and Alec Soth, and their plans for the future. [IHT]

Neiman Marcus fashion director Ken Downing checks in with Fashionista about his favorite shows of the season, from Tom Ford to Proenza Schouler to Marc Jacobs. [Fashionista]

And get ready to spend 30 days with the Kills’ Alison Mosshart: The rocker is the latest subject of Vogue U.K.’s Today I’m Wearing monthly style series. [Vogue U.K.]

Photo: Chelsea Lauren / WireImage

Feeling “Happy, Love, Drunk” At Soho’s Newest Hotspot

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The spitting weather wasn’t enough to kill the Mondrian SoHo’s buzz last night. Russell Simmons, Prabal Gurung, Richard Chai, Thakoon and Eve stopped all by to celebrate the hotel’s official opening, dine at chef Sam Talbot’s Imperial No. Nine restaurant, catch a set by The Kills’ Jamie Hince and Allison Mosshart (above), and then head for the hotel’s club, Mister H.

Prabal Gurung, stylist Brad Goreski, and friends showed off their dance moves under a neon sign that reads—in Chinese letters—”Happy, Love, Drunk.” Overdo it on that last one and you might be tempted to take a turn on the newly-installed stripper pole, but you’d have to compete with the evening’s hired entertainment. A group of scantily clad dancers were wrapped around it.

“I kind of feel like I am in L.A.,” confessed Ally Hilfiger, as she gazed at the decadent chandeliers and a table topped with crystal vases of all shapes and sizes. “I am a big fan of the Mondrian—their bedding is very soft, which I appreciate as a designer.” Goreski, for his part, had meant to leave after dinner and make his way home to to his own bed—lthe better to rest up for a “big job on Saturday”—but the call of the Mister H after-party was too strong, and off he went.

The evening’s DJ, Mia Moretti, also had to soldier on. The dance floor was still full, after all, and after that? “I’m off to Austin tomorrow morning for South by Southwest and I can’t even look at my schedule past then!”

Photo: Billy Farrell / BFAnyc.com

Eye-Popping Prints At Mother Of Pearl

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In London, Frieze is in full swing, and the art/fashion set is in heavy competition to see who can draw the bigger crowd. (This week, Christie’s and Sotheby’s faced off for the party award: Christie’s had Vanity Fair as a lure, but Sotheby’s had Jerry Hall, who took the occasion to debut her new boyfriend—point, Sotheby’s.) But the biggest ticket in town last night was an installation by Maia Norman—a.k.a. Damien Hirst’s missus, if not necessarily by law—at Mayfair’s Haunch of Venison Gallery for her Mother of Pearl line. The Kills’ Alison Mosshart, Josephine de la Baume, Polly Morgan, and, of course, Mr. H. himself dropped by the surreal exhibition to check out her Spring ’11 collection.

This time, Norman (with Hirst, left) worked with the Scottish artist Jim Lambie on a series of prints, including flowers in burnt orange and reds, a loony eyeball-and-gaffer-tape motif, and rock ‘n’ roll images of Grace Jones and John Lennon, all of which appear on fabrics like leather and organza. “I thought they were demented, confrontational,” Norman says of Lambie’s prints. “It was perfect for me, because it seemed like everything fashion-wise has settled down, with the camels and the neutral thing going on. I felt strongly that there was a gap for something wild. When I go shopping, I am always looking for that something really extraordinary and can never find it. It’s usually just this sea of black, and Lambie’s prints provided the perfect antidote.”

Judging from the retailers she’s picked up for the season, it’s clear she’s not alone. Colette will now be carrying the collection, alongside longtime supporter Liberty of London and new shops as far afield as Egypt, Switzerland, and Hong Kong. With all the focus on her own line, we wondered, does she have designs on any other booths at the fair? “Actually,” she said, “I am kind of hoping that all my friends will come and see me here at the installation.” Somehow, we don’t doubt it.

Photo: Alistair Guy / Courtesy of Mother of Pearl

The Dead Weather Report

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I told Alison Mosshart, the raven-haired songstress currently on tour with Jack White and their musical collaboration the Dead Weather, that if she comped me some backstage passes to her gig last night I would come dressed as her: tight dark jeans, gold Dior Homme boots, black wig, and a baggy cardigan. Well, she came through with the tickets, but I only met her halfway—just the baggy cardigan. Not that the fashion quotient was at all low. Proenza Schouler’s Lazaro Hernandez, model Jessica Stam, art girl Amy Greenspon, and Chanel favorite Jen Brill were all there in their backstage best. (Think: denim cutoffs, messy hair, and disheveled headgear.) The performance itself was great, a sold-out and packed crowd—including the full Mosshart clan up from Florida: Mom, Dad, and brother Matthew—at Midtown’s Terminal 5, all of whom seemed pretty impressed. “He’s like a blur,” Brill said of White’s drumming. “Pretty sexy.” I concurred in both the case of the drumming and in a sweaty, writhing Mosshart. Brill wasn’t the only one who deemed the gig sexy, though some were into kinkier things. When I followed Mosshart, who also doubles as one half of the Kills with Jamie Hince, out of the venue, one overzealous fan asked her to sign a poster of herself, and then to put a cigarette out on his arm. I’m all for a souvenir from a great night, but nothing permanently scarring, please. For a good concert, and presumably, the potential of chic wounds, the band is performing again tonight at the same venue. Tickets were available this morning.

Photo: Derek Blasberg