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Francesca Versace—yes, of those Versaces—writes in from her jaunts around Milan fashion week.
Milan may be an ancient and tradition-bound city, but like everywhere else, it’s got an eye out for Who’s On Next. That’s just what was being celebrated at a cocktail party at the magnificent Palazzo Morando yesterday, where the sixth winner of the emerging-designer prize was announced.
Last year’s winner, Marco de Vincenzo, told me that even after winning, the path to success is still long. But that shouldn’t dampen the spirits of this year’s winner, Erkan Çoruh (pictured, with Harper’s Bazaar‘s Sophia Neophitou). It’s hard to imagine anything dampening footwear designer Jerome C. Rousseau’s—he smiles at me and tells me about the twin inspirations for his modern, colorful shoes: Keith Haring and Grace Jones.
Elsewhere, I spot the milliner Justin Smith of J Smith Esq, and Zara Gorman, whose Perspex and leather hats are architecturally inspired. And then there’s my friend Mirco Giovannini, whose dress I’m wearing tonight. Everywhere, the up-and-coming are being celebrated. “Viva i young,” the Moschillo family shouts. My aunt Donatella is a bit more pragmatic. “Bravi,” she told me, “but they still have to sweat.” “Let’s see who survives,” Diego Della Valle added gravely.
But tonight is about congratulations, not predictions of doom. Here’s hoping the spotlight on Milanese design will shine again on Milan as the fashion capital of the world. There’s no place like it—no place like home.
Donatella Versace isn’t known for doing things by halves. So when she announced back in January that the house of Versace was launching a cell phone, the Versace Unique, it was a safe bet that it’d be the most lavish yet. And now that the mobile handset has hit Versace’s U.S. boutiques, we can confirm: Yes, it is. The ceramic and lacquer-coated device will set you back $6,500 (that’s the economical end—gold-plating raises the sticker price to $8,000, and that’s not including the plane fare overseas to get it). And what will all that buy you? The usual tech accoutrements, plus plenty of Versace signatures, like the Medusa logo, which is not only embossed on the calf-leather back but also engraved into the metal body and glowering out from the digital clock face. The touchscreen is, according to the company, the largest single piece of this material ever produced for consumers. And the pre-loaded ringtones play Donatella’s favorite songs from the catwalks of recent years. With all that, it’s practically a bargain—all it doesn’t come with is La Dona’s number. Some things, after all, are priceless.
Available this month at Versace boutiques in Atlanta, Costa Mesa, Las Vegas, Beverly Hills, New York, and Miami; for more information, visit www.versace.com/mobile.
The German stylist, editor, and writer Markus Ebner isn’t exactly overwhelmed with free time—he’s the contributing fashion editor of Die Zeit, writes reviews for the Frankfurter Allgemeine Zeitung, and edits Achtung, the fashion magazine he founded and now runs from Paris. That makes it all the more impressive that every two years, for every World Cup and Euro Cup, Ebner—along with his co-editor, Godfrey Deeny—manages to produce another journal: SEPP, the original fashion-meets-football publication. Founded in 2002, when, Ebner says, “few designers, except maybe Armani with the Davids—James and Beckham—and Dirk Bikkembergs cared much about football,” the magazine commissions designers to create jerseys, sketches, and shoots inspired by the beautiful game. (Its first supporter? The diehard Inter Milan fan Donatella Versace, who contributes a jersey design to every issue, almost always in Milan blue.) For the 2010 installment, designers such as Alber Elbaz (above), Giambattista Valli (below), Giorgio Armani, and Dries Van Noten lent their talents, as did Karl Lagerfeld, who sketched a few of his favorite stars as well as one player who we could only hope would take the field. That fellow’s name? Karl Lagerfeld (bottom). Continue Reading “The World Cup, Kit By Lanvin. No, Really.” »