5 posts tagged "Cire Trudon"
Accessories designer (and Ottoman princess) Yaz Bukey has been spending time in Istanbul of late. And the city’s landmark nineteenth-century hotel Pera Palace was the starting point for her Fall 2013 Yazbukey collection, which she’s titled “Murder She Wrote.” The designer donned several of her new Plexiglas wares at her party at the Maison Darré last night, including a heart-and-dagger headpiece that grazed the temple of anyone who attempted to kiss her cheek. “My sister lived in Pera Palace years ago, before the renovation,” she recalled. “It was eerie, kind of haunted, and there was a legend about a missing key. Now, it’s a luxury hotel, but I was thinking about the way it used to be, because that’s where Agatha Christie lived while writing Murder on the Orient Express. This collection is an homage to her and to Angela Lansbury, both.”
At the back of the boutique, a living tableau of characters inspired by a Yazbukey take on the board game Clue (caricatures with names like Agatha Fletcher, Poison Yvette, Professor Doremi, and Crazy Scarlett) camped it up around a Plexiglas piano keyboard. Equally notable as the theatric display were Bukey’s figurative necklaces, plastrons, and handmade handbags inlaid with images of lipstick, pearls, eyeglasses, or—the designer’s personal favorite—a handful of detective novels. Burning on a side table was Bukey’s recent collaboration with Cire Trudon—a candle she said was inspired by a fifties pinup on the back of her boyfriend’s motorcycle. Its scent? “Hair spray, lipstick, and leather.”
I have—and in this I’m not too unusual—an affinity bordering on reverence for Morrissey. (I know, I know—call me morbid, call me pale.) The quiffed Smiths front man (and current solo act) serenaded me through the moodiest years of adolescence and beyond, and as misery’s troubadours go, I think few have a better way with a turn of phrase and a sneer. But as I said, I’m not unusual in that. The man inspires, maybe even demands, a kind of idolatry. So of all the Moz memorabilia out there, the new bust candle from New York’s Black Sheep & Prodigal Sons, who specialize in jewelry and straight razors, feels to me among the most apropos. It’d make a fine centerpiece for a Smiths-centric religious rite, the kind of secular service still enacted in dorm rooms around the world—if you dared to burn it, of course. (If you do, there surely can’t be a better soundtrack suggestion than Morrissey’s “Hairdresser on Fire.”) It’d look just as good, though, displayed entire, far from the lick of flame. I’m not much of a candle guy, myself, but I have a weakness for a good bust in wax. This one deserves mantel-space alongside the wax heads of Napoleon and Marie Antoinette offered at the centuries-old French candlemakers Cire Trudon. Although at 9.1″, Morrissey towers over the 20-odd centimeter tall royals and world-beaters. You have to think he’d like that.
Half a Person Morrissey wax bust by Black Sheep & Prodigal Sons, $185, available for preorder now at www.occulter.org.
Candle lovers no longer have to make the pilgrimage to Cire Trudon’s century-old Left Bank shop. The company’s owner, Ramdane Touhami, has opened its first U.S. outpost below the Rogan store on the corner of Bond Street and Bowery. Stepping into the ground-floor space, though, you’d swear you were in France. Complete with handmade mirrors, stucco moldings, and antiques that are for sale, the store has been modeled after Versailles’ Galerie des Glaces, which is fitting considering it was Cire Trudon tapers that lit Marie Antoinette’s last hours. In addition to the familiar candles, there are new room sprays and perfumed stink bombs—just the thing for scenting a garden party or, maybe, a particularly smelly 6 train platform. A second Paris boutique is in the works in the precise location of the original Cire Trudon shop dating to 1643 on rue de l’Arbre Sec. A London store will likely follow.
Cire Trudon is open now at 54 Bond St., NYC.
Claude Morais and Brian Wolk like to think of Mise en Scene, their new lifestyle brand of clothing, home furnishings, and fragrance for Anthropologie, as a diffusion line with a difference. “Ruffian’s signature details are there—the printed linings, the handmade buttons—and we’re still using imported fabrics,” explained Wolk. “We even worked with Cire Trudon, the oldest candlemaker in France, to make our perfumed candles.” In other words, don’t go hunting here for a $9.99 T-shirt. What you’ll find instead is a $348 cashmere dress coat and $38 hand-seamed, dotted tights inspired by the full-body stockings their models wore for Fall 2009.
Tomorrow night, Morais and Wolk are celebrating the launch with a party at Anthropologie’s Rockefeller Center store, where they’ve collaborated with Anne Koch, the artist responsible for their witty prints, on an installation. The set (that’s a rendering pictured above) is inspired by dressing rooms in a few of their favorite movies, including All About Eve. We think Bette Davis would approve of their $228 silk jacquard strapless party frock—it’s the same shade of red as a dress she wears in the movie. Heck, she probably wouldn’t say no to a pair of their platinum ombré Champagne coupes ($36), either.
Over the past year, Eddie Borgo has become one of New York’s jewelry design darlings. To wit, his neo-punk chic cone bracelet was the accessory for editors to be sporting during fashion week. Like many young American designers, Borgo headed this week to Paris for sales appointments—and yes, some shopping and parties. Here’s what Eddie did yesterday.
October 3, 2009
8:50 a.m. Wake up. Cappuccino! Yesterday was great. Ikram Goldman, Sally Singer, and Mark Holgate all came by.
10:00 a.m. Photographer Thierry Chomel arrives to shoot the collection for WWD. I met him last season; it was so nice to catch up.
11:15 a.m. Lauren Santo Domingo and Derek Blasberg arrive to choose pieces for Lauren for an Interview shoot. Keegan (Singh, Borgo’s boyfriend) says hello in his pink bathrobe. Lauren loves the pointed floral quartz earrings and wears a necklace out.
12:30 p.m. Jump in a taxi and head to St. Germain for lunch with designer Jen Kao at Brasserie Lipp. We sit next to Vogue Italia‘s Franca Sozzani. I didn’t have the nerve to ask for a photo. She’s so beautiful! Continue Reading “A Day In The Life Of: Eddie Borgo, Jewelry Designer” »