16 posts tagged "Ferragamo"
Though it’s easy to forget sometimes, when she’s not doing good works or shepherding her brood around the world, Angelina Jolie occasionally still makes movies. Her latest, The Tourist, opens today. Angie portrays a shady femme fatale bent on evading a group of international assassins (and siccing them on an unsuspecting Johnny Depp). But she never looks less than chic doing so, thanks to the ministrations of Oscar-winning costume designer Colleen Atwood (Chicago, Memoirs of a Geisha), who gave her a closetful of tasteful garb and, thanks to a collaboration with Salvatore Ferragamo, a killer pump. The Elise style, customized for the film with a gold-tipped stiletto heel—reportedly Jolie’s favorite from the filming—is now available at Ferragamo’s New York flagship and select stores nationwide, in black leather and our favorite, blush suede ($750).
Jennifer Aniston took to the carpet in L.A. last night for the premiere of her new maternity comedy of errors (a 2010 genre if ever there was one), The Switch. Aniston has a mixed history with red-carpet looks, and if you ask us, she could have dialed up the glamour a bit for her new premiere. Her two-tone Spring ’10 Lanvin dress flatters her ultra-toned figure but doesn’t bring much spark. (Though the contrast-color zip on the side gives a little bit of pop that’s hard to make out in a front view.) With loose hair and strappy, nude sandals, the whole look feels more dinner-and-a-movie than star tour. (Though we love the Ferragamo croc clutch—even if it threatens to upstage its owner.) What do you think? Is less more, or should Jen have done like her on-screen alter ego and switched?
Was this the face that launched a thousand ships? Ferragamo’s just hoping it’s the face that’ll move a couple thousand bottles. The label has just announced that Dree Hemingway will be the face of its upcoming fragrance, to be shot by Craig McDean. [Modelinia]
Midtown Manhattan just got a little more dangerous—for us, at least: Uniqlo has officially announced what’s been suspected for weeks. It will open a second Manhattan flagship at 666 Fifth Avenue, a stone’s throw from our office. [WWD]
At this week’s Brooklyn Museum High Style gala, Opening Ceremony’s Humberto Leon and Carol Lim have enlisted six labels—Band of Outsiders, Philip Crangi, Patrik Ervell, 3.1 Phillip Lim, Rodarte and Slow and Steady Wins the Race—to create carnival activities or special souvenirs to give to guests, ranging from a ring-toss station to a fortune teller’s booth. Let us guess—our future includes a quick trip to OC? [WWD]
And in unsurprising news: Estrella Archs has left Emanuel Ungaro. The path’s been cleared. Is Giles en route? [Vogue U.K.]
In a gesture of atypical extravagance, Greta Garbo would order up to a hundred pairs of shoes at a time from Salvatore Ferragamo. At the Saturday opening of a Ferragamo-sponsored exhibition devoted to Garbo’s style, Salvatore’s widow Wanda shared her impressions of the actress. “Her bearing,” she said, hauling herself up ramrod straight in an echo of Garbo’s posture. “And her eyes. They were gray.” Which helps account for Greta’s mesmerizing gaze in the black-and-white movies that sealed her reputation as the most enduringly timeless of stars. The impressively comprehensive show should also help to consolidate her status. Exhibitions of the bits and pieces that belonged to Hollywood legends tend to leave you flummoxed by how minuscule the greats were. (It’s not just exhibitions either. Can that truly be Elizabeth Taylor’s footprint sealed in cement outside Grauman’s Chinese? Is the woman a leprechaun?) Garbo’s Ferragamo footwear, at least, was reassuringly normal in size. And, according to the show at Milan’s Triennale, her outfits maintained the same remarkably consistent real-woman silhouette from the thirties to the sixties. Hence that timelessness. You could imagine almost anything she wore stepping out onto the Milanese catwalk right now. In fact, in a week where Miuccia Prada celebrated womanly shape, there couldn’t have been a more timely museum opening.