July 31 2014

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19 posts tagged "Fabiola Beracasa"

Art Sprouts in Montauk


Anya Kielar's Installation

A six-foot-tall, pentagonal sculpture made entirely of salt; a classic pickup truck dropped on concrete blocks; and a web of gauzy, tie-dyed tapestries printed with wires, bras, and a slew of household items that hang from the trees (above)—these are the three works made by artists Olympia Scarry, Virginia Overton, and Anya Kielar, respectively, for Pop Up 1: Montauk, a monthlong show opening this evening in an abandoned lot by the beach in Montauk. The exhibition is a part of Art Production Fund’s ongoing project to bring art to public spaces, and is curated by gallerist Fabiola Beracasa in association with the New Museum’s Gary Carrion-Murayari and Joyce Sitterly.

“Coming from a gallery background, I found that one of the more interesting aspects of gallery life was the fact that every time we put up a new show, it was basically public art,” explained Beracasa, who lives in the house next to the exhibition site. This new installation takes this community aspect to the next level, placing the works directly in a natural environment to be “shared by the community—and weathered on this kind of wild, forest-y plot of land.”

That the pieces are made entirely by female artists is an added—and unexpected—bonus. “We just came across the three [artists] that felt really right for the space,” said Beracasa. “The irony is that it turned out to be three women—which was not our intention at all—but it’s a really amazing thing, because that never happens.”

Pop Up 1: Montauk will be on view at 333 Old Montauk Highway, Thursdays through Sundays from 12 to 6 p.m. until September 8.

Photo: Anya Kielar’s Lines#2, 2013, Courtesy Art Production Fund

Karl Joins The Legion, Rosie Takes The Screen, Fabiola Heads For The Aisle, And More…


Karl Lagerfeld added another laurel (and a medal) to his collection yesterday when the French government appointed him to the Legion d’Honneur. President Sarkozy and Carla Bruni-Sarkozy were on hand; the lady wore Chanel, bien sûr (pictured).

The rumors are true: Victoria’s Secret Angel Rosie Huntington-Whiteley will play Shia LaBeouf’s love interest in Michael Bay’s Transformers 3, replacing Megan Fox. In other words: Watch your back, Megan Fox. [Vogue U.K.]

It’s wedding bells for Fabiola Beracasa: She’s engaged to beau Jason Beckman, though the two haven’t set a date. Presumably they’ll pencil something in for the next free date in her social calendar, which we imagine is somewhere around 2015. [Page Six]

The Web is teeming with tributes to the late Rue McClanahan, best known as Blanche on The Golden Girls. Style Section L.A. pays homage to Blanche’s wardrobe, overstuffed with spangled, huge-shouldered party dresses. Wait a sec. Sequins? Big shoulders? Christophe Decarnin, were you watching?! [Style Section L.A.]

Photo: Sipa

Blasblog: Flower Power


So far, Erdem Moralioglu has had a pretty fabulous 2010. There have been the multiple red-carpet appearances (thanks, Keira Knightley!), a fabulous Fall show during London fashion week, and the BFC/Vogue Fashion Fund award. So his friend Lauren Santo Domingo thought it would be nice to host a little soirée for the designer on the Upper East Side’s Le Grenouille on Friday afternoon. With the restaurant’s famous flower decorations, it turned out to be the perfect setting for an artist who is so often drawn to floral prints—right down to the ones on the Smythson notebooks he gave to attendees. (They complemented Santo Domingo’s, Fabiola Beracasa’s, and Lizzie Tisch’s Erdem dresses.) “Two of my favorite things,” Santo Domingo toasted, “are beautiful dresses and springtime—and we’ve got both of those here today.” The guest of honor, who had arrived just the day before, was slightly jetlagged, but it was nothing a handful of New York’s chicest young ladies couldn’t pep him out of. He later told me that a post-lunch spin through Marina Abramovic’s rather risqué show at MoMA—the one the style set has been flocking to—also helped keep his eyes open, so to speak.

Blasblog: The (Stylish) Spirit of St. Louis


Last week, after two glorious days in Chicago, my love affair with America’s heartland continued this weekend. This time, I was back home in St. Louis, Missouri, for two days of fashion and art. On Friday night, I spoke at a panel discussion at Washington University’s Sam Fox School, which has the oldest four-year fashion design program in the U.S. Decades’ Cameron Silver joined me onstage alongside local fashion editors Ellen Futterman and Nicole Benoist Edgerton for a chat moderated by Professor Jeigh Singleton. I shared the heartbreaking tale of my childhood rat tail and crying when my mother cut it off. It was then that I learned just how emotionally attached we human beings can be to personal style. Even when it’s heinous.

The highlight of the weekend was Saturday night’s DADA Gala at the Contemporary Art Museum of St. Louis, featuring a vintage couture fashion show. Silver, who produced the show, had introduced me to two lovely local ladies, Susan Sherman and Tania Beasley-Jolly (pictured below) last year, and they promptly signed me up. Chloë Sevigny was happy to join as an honorary chair (seen in Versus, with my mom, left), as did fellow St. Louis native Karlie Kloss (pictured with two of her three sisters, above), who actually grew up only a few streets away from where I did—though I should say it was about a decade later. She was taking in her first fashion show not on the runway; the Olivier Theyskens for Rochas-clad model told me that when she’s on the catwalk, she can often hear entire conversations people are having in the front row. (Make a mental note, fellow editors.) My three good girlfriends Claire Bernard, Byrdie Bell, and Fabiola Beracasa (below, with museum director Paul Ha) may be able to confirm that. They graciously filled in for three models who weren’t able to make the show. The ladies looked smashing in the vintage couture, and were rivaled only by the vintage couture in the audience—a sea of Scaasi, Chanel, and Halston.

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Blasblog: Pizza With Tavi And More From Chicago


I’ve made no secret of my love for what my East and West Coast friends call the fly-over states, but two magical days in Chicago—hosted by fashion’s favorite teen blogger and Oprah’s favorite interiors guru—just reinforced my Midwest pride. I arrived in the Windy City early on Wednesday morning and headed for Nate Berkus’ digs overlooking Lake Michigan, which made me want to immediately go back to my messy apartment in downtown New York and set it ablaze. Perhaps Nate sensed my real estate insecurities, because soon after his home tour, he took me to nearby P.J. Clarke’s to drown my sorrows in all sorts of desserts. Later that night, we were joined by some New York pals—Fabiola Beracasa, Byrdie Bell, Lyle Maltz, and MTV’s SuChin—for a fête Berkus hosted with Alexis Maybank, the founder of the online fashion site Gilt Groupe, on top of the W hotel to toast my new book, Classy (take our Classy Quiz here). With an appearance on the WGN morning show at 6 a.m. the next day, I really should have called it a night, but after our cocktail party, a few of us met visiting designer Chris Benz, who was in another part of town for a private trunk show of his Fall collection. Chris and I have been friends since our freshman years at college (Parsons and NYU, respectively), so it was nice that our careers crossed paths—on my turf!

Thursday’s call time was brutal, but the day turned out just as pleasant as the day before, especially the afternoon I spent at the Art Institute of Chicago with Style Rookie‘s Tavi Gevinson. Not one to mess around with her looks, the city’s most stylish teenager showed up in a Miu Miu removable collar, a Prada lipstick skirt she purchased on eBay, and floral-print Dr. Martens boots. We had planned to see the museum’s Matisse exhibit, which I had been told was top-notch, but it closed at 5 p.m.—too early a last call when you’re waiting for your friend to meet you downtown after she gets out of her eighth grade gym class. No worries, though; we happily whiled away the late afternoon looking at an inspiring collection of early French, English, and American interior designs in miniature menageries. (Viewing the chicest dollhouses ever, we agreed the nineteenth-century French bathroom was the place to be.) The night ended at the famed Gino’s Pizza with a way-too-filling deepest deep dish ever. Tavi removed her Miu Miu collar for that, lest she spill on it. Yes, the food was that good.