155 posts tagged "Prada"
Olsen worshippers, start praying to the ticket gods: Ashley (pictured in Erdem from Sunday’s Golden Globes awards ceremony) has announced that they’ll be hosting the first show for The Row this February in New York. We’re guessing these gods in particular appreciate sacrificial offerings of leather leggings and enormous Givenchy bags. [Vogue U.K.]
Would you wear the floral-print sweatsuits from Opening Ceremony’s latest collaboration with NYC streetwear darlings Pegleg? Office opinion is divided here; Racked, on the other hand, feels pretty certain. [Racked]
Edun has tapped longtime LVMH textile designer Sharon Wauchob as its new creative director. Her first collection will be for Spring 2011. [WWD]
A Prada show is never just about the clothes. There’s something happening on the walls, the floor, the soundtrack. It’s not always obvious what it is, but you can’t help but sense it’s there. Tonight, for the dual presentation of Prada’s fall looks for men and pre-fall for women, one wall piece listed ten key turning points in the last decade (9/11, the launch of Facebook, American Idol‘s debut, and so on). There was a huge weird splodge of green resin on the floor, and a big circular bar (yellow) in the middle of the room. And DJ Frederic Sanchez, who has always provided the music for Prada’s shows, was mixing live, shading electro into rave into indie and back again, a quick-fire tumble of tracks that could easily have been the musical education of kids growing up in the English Midlands during the eighties and nineties.
But the clothes offered no resolution at all to the mystery, suggesting instead those same kids on a night out a whole decade earlier. For the boys, that meant tan tab-front pants, cropped jumpers, and a smart navy blazer, or a cropped peacoat in navy melton; a belted cardigan in a mélange knit; or a moleskin coat with a double collar, knit and shearling. Shoes were shiny, with a big tongue, like a golf cleat, a typically idiosyncratic offering in a season when other designers seem taken with the boot, combat, biker, or otherwise. But Mrs. Prada is famous—notorious, even—for moving from season to season without a backward glance at what’s come before. If there was any connective thread with her last men’s collection for Spring, it could only have been in the emphasis on youth, meaning that this collection was, quite literally, younger than springtime. How will it play? We may have heard an early warning sign in the plaintive bleat of a departing acolyte, barely more than a boy himself, noting that the clothes made him feel old. On the other hand, as the audience filed out, one last wall piece blared “TO BE CONTINUED…” in huge block letters. Reassurance, perhaps?
See more pictures of the Prada Fall 2010 show here.
For her Spring men’s ad campaign, Miuccia Prada commissioned Chinese artist Yang Fudong to create a short film. You’ll have to wait until January 18, when it goes up on www.prada.com, to catch the video, but here’s the sneak preview, above. Good thing those guys have umbrellas handy—the Spring men’s collection included a good amount of mesh.
Thirteen-year-old blogging sensations are just the beginning. For Spring, designers kicked their youth obsession up a notch by indulging in some Lolita fantasies. Christopher Kane drew inspiration directly from the Kubrick movie for his sweet gingham baby-doll dresses, and Stella McCartney‘s off-the-shoulder ruffled blouse and Moschino Cheap & Chic‘s retro two-piece and floppy sun hat might also have been plucked directly from the film’s costume department. At Prada, meanwhile, itty-bitty pinafores were paired with pigtails, red lips, and plastic shades—the only thing missing was a cherry lollipop.
Click here to see a slideshow, and tell us whether or not you’ll be flaunting the nymphet look.
For male readers of this blog, or for girls whose boyfriends have been very, very good this year, here’s cause for holiday cheer. Church’s, the historic British footwear brand that is now owned by the very Italian Prada Group, has been digging through its extensive archives and has decided to resurface its Shanghai collection. Originally from 1929—exactly eight decades before Karl celebrated the Chinese city’s allure—these sturdy beauties were created for Englishmen in what were then far-flung colonial outposts: Hong Kong, India, Kenya (though not, despite the branding, Shanghai). The sun does set on the British empire these days, but the style feels fresh again: The weather-beaten charm of these two-tone lace-ups livens up what could be a stuffy number. Of course, Church’s being Church’s, they cost about as much as a ticket to Shanghai.
$1,135, arriving late December at Church’s, 689 Madison Ave., NYC, (800) 221-4540, www.church-footwear.com.