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Been Trill Goes From the Mall to Savile Row for Harvey Nichols



To access The Vaults, an event space in the shadow of the London Eye, you must pass through an alley where graffiti artists are plotting their latest chefs d’oeuvre, seemingly indifferent to the cluster of Mercedes livery cards. It’s the type of venue that evokes the legendary shows of Alexander McQueen and, as Gareth Pugh remarked from a dank corner last night, his first presentation with Fashion East under a bridge in 2005. Which is to say, a world away from the glossy floors of Harvey Nichols.

But last night’s launch of a collaboration between the department store and Been Trill exists as proof that the blurring of fashion strata results in next-level cool when the parties involved are confronting their differences head-on.


The project, which partially debuts at Harvey Nichols today, begins with a series of T-shirts designed by Pugh, Kim Jones, Hardy Amies, Linda Farrow, A. Sauvage, Mr. Hare, and Shaun Samson. Come December, fifteen complete looks from the group will be sold in-store, solidifying Been Trill’s acceptance into the fashion establishment.

Been Trill, after all, is a challenging concept—an amorphous mash-up of music, clothes, visual branding, social media, and overall credo—for an industry that insists on attaching labels to every designer, trend, or idea.

From a harshly lit back room within The Vaults, two of Been Trill’s leads, Matthew Williams and Heron Preston, waxed on about how all of their projects, including this one, emerge as call-outs to their diverse clan of creative friends who do what they do because it’s fun. It’s not that everything else is an afterthought, only that the Trill-ness dictates the product. And now the Harvey Nichols positioning, Williams said, expands the audience from “the mall to Savile Row.” Certainly, the overall wardrobe revels in randomness. From Samson, sweaters and drawstring shorts bearing oversize prints of malachite and howlite rocks; from Amies, a jacquard tuxedo. Jones dug up pieces from his archive, including a white cropped bomber jacket. Been Trill’s influence on Linda Farrow yielded rubber and acetate square frames tipped with gold-plated titanium studs and anchored by a prominent nose bridge. Why collaborate if you’re going to play it safe?



Giddy to show off the achingly cool tableau vivant and fifteen-minute film costarring Lily McMenamy (who also stars in the lookbook shot by Brett Lloyd, which debuts exclusively here on, Williams grew even more excited upon praise from one of his idols, ShowStudio’s Nick Knight. Knight snapped a few photos of Williams wearing one of Jones’ reissued shirts from Jones’ 2011 collection for Korean brand Beanpole, and later posted an indecipherable photo to Instagram.

Shortly after posing for a group portrait with all the collaborators, Pugh said that Been Trill captures a youthful energy that stimulates fresh thinking. “It allows us to recontextualize our menswear from a different viewpoint. What we’re known for is something different than what they’re known for. But they put it together in such a way that proves to me we can do other things.”



Mr. Hare’s Marc Hare, who specially produced three styles of limited-run sneakers with a large hashtag applied in silicone injection molding atop the toe, explained that the appeal of Been Trill is its fluidity. “There’s a lot of stuff going on as far as photography and influences and inspirations—the stuff being referenced is much more interesting. And the graphical execution of what they do is fantastic.”

Together, Williams and Preston expressed satisfaction that Been Trill is growing despite having no grand plan—except, perhaps, for trademarking their signature hashtag use. They began explaining the intricacies of these uncharted intellectual property waters before being summoned away. It was time for them to DJ.


Photo: Getty; Lookbook by Brett Lloyd, styled by Tom Guinness

And The 2014 International Woolmark Prize Winner Is…



Today in Milan, a panel of judges including’s Tim Blanks, Franca Sozzani, Angelica Cheung, Frida Giannini, Colin McDowell, and Alexa Chung selected the winner of the coveted International Woolmark Prize. Competitors included the States’ Joseph Altuzarra (who will be sending us a diary chronicling his experience), the U.K.’s Sibling, Asia’s Ffixxed, Australia’s Christopher Esber, and Rahul Mishra, who represented India and the Middle East. So which talent won the judges’ affections? That would be Mishra. Having shown a lineup focused on embroidery, the designer will take home $100,000 AU in prize money, and his Woolmark collection will be stocked in such retailers as Saks Fifth Avenue, 10 Corso Como, Harvey Nichols, and Joyce.

Photo: Courtesy of Woolmark

Flying High With E-Commerce For The Business Class Set


The intricacies of Luxup, a recently launched site that combines e-commerce with good old-fashioned store shopping, are not few. The site doesn’t obviate a visit to a bricks and mortar shop, where, paradoxically, you’ll receive merchandise not typically sold at said store. That’s because you’ve already bought it at Luxup’s Web site and downloaded its corresponding “brand pass” in order to collect it. You’ve beaten the obstacles of limited supply (from as little as four pieces to as many as 25 per item) and the clock, both for shopping (items leave the site after a designated time period) and collecting (usually a few weeks; don’t dawdle). What Luxup is essentially selling is a secret password that unlocks the hidden back room of your favorite designer store, whence you walk away with products that are either completely exclusive or available earlier than they would be at retail. After your trials, you’ve reaped reward. Phew.

And yet the reasons to do so are many. Luxup, the brainchild of two former hedge-fund managers, has already amassed a cabal of top talent, from Averyl Oates, formerly Harvey Nichols’ buying director, to run its buy, to Harriet Quick, late of British Vogue, to be its editorial director. The names it stocks are no less impressive. Belstaff, Nicholas Kirkwood, Balenciaga, and Valentino are among the initial offerings. Given that the kind of high roller who shells out for such names is often a traveler as well, Luxup works city by city: Grab an exclusive, cherry red Balenciaga biker jacket in London, or a Deco-style Marni necklace (above) in New York. Naturally, the site is an special draw for the well-heeled business-class woman who’s flying to shop—which may explain why Luxup’s site is currently offered in English and Portuguese, for the plummy Brazilian market. And it’s hard not to notice the Chinese characters lurking after the Luxup logo, and the promise that Hong Kong is the next city to come. But you don’t have to be part of China’s new class of super-spenders to dive in. Once again, then: phew.

Marni’s satin, glass, and stone necklace, $570, is currently available on as a world exclusive for pickup at Marni’s New York Store, 161 Mercer St., NYC.

Photo: Courtesy of Luxup

Worlds Collide In London, Where Donna And Samba Mingle


The world converged in London last night. “I’ve just flown in from L.A.,” said a breathless Donna Karan, “after Barbra Streisand’s closing-night concert at the bowl. The jet lag hasn’t kicked in yet.” Karan has been outfitting her friend Babs for the singer’s world tour, but the customer still comes first, which is what brought her to Harvey Nichols, to launch her own boutique and show her Resort collection. (Nicks’ brass said Karan was the top seller on its international floor last week.) Yasmin Le Bon (left, with Karan), Irina Lazareanu, and biking gold medalist Victoria Pendleton were among those on hand to welcome her.

Meanwhile, across town, another American transplant was celebrating its London debut: SushiSamba, the Japanese-meets-Brazilian chain, which opens its doors at East London’s Heron Tower. Alison Mosshart, McQueen muse Annabelle Neilson, Katie Grand, and Richard Nicoll (left) were among the revelers, as was’s roving advice columnist Waris Ahluwalia, while Pixie Geldof’s band Violet played a set Mark Ronson spun the tunes. (His uncle, Gerald Ronson, built the tower.) At Harvey Nichols, Yasmin Le Bon was applauding her friend Donna’s knack for knowing how real women want to dress in the real world, but the dress code here was more unreal woman in the unreal world: a clatch of barely clothed samba dancers. “You know it’s a good party when you’re picking feathers out of your mouth all night,” Peter Pilotto said with a laugh.

Photos: Courtesy Photo

Harvey Nichols’ Secret Garden


For its tribute to the Chelsea Garden Show, Harvey Nichols asked some of London’s brightest designers to create floral installations, unveiling the results last night at its Secret Garden cocktail party on the retailer’s fifth floor. Roksanda Ilincic, Marios Schwab, James Long, and Mary Katrantzou all showed off their masterpieces, which included Ilincic’s “wall” of live flowers, Katrantzou’s window treatment, and Schwab’s gazebo made to feel like a confessional booth.

While Katrantzou, Joan Collins, Tali Lennox, and Astrid Muñoz sipped cocktails from tiny watering cans, Bianca Jagger (who had her grandchildren Amba and Assisi Jackson in tow) and Schwab offered up the best moment of the evening. As the two sat in the “confessional” gazebo and stared at its ceiling, Schwab asked, “Can you see it?” He was referring to well-hidden erotic/pornographic scenes crafted in the Perspex tiles. Whereas it took some guests hours to catch it, if they did at all, there was no getting past Jagger—the queen of seventies decadence (pictured). “Of course, darling, but don’t make me say ‘penis’ in front of all these people…”

Photo: Courtesy of Harvey Nichols