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July 22 2014

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184 posts tagged "Prada"

Let’s Get Musical: Milan’s Show Tunes

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This season’s runway tracks were a schizophrenic medley, veering from hardcore rap and opera to techno and old-school country—occasionally, all in a single show. Here, a selection of Milan’s music to watch clothes by.

Prada
Breakout Track: Brenda Lee’s All Alone Am I
The Final Note: Lee’s plaintive and sweet fifties-era croonings were mixed up with rap and classical tunes. Well, you wouldn’t expect a single musical message from Prada, would you?

Alberta Ferretti
Breakout Track: Puccini’s Oh Mio Babbino Caro from the 1918 opera Gianni Schicchi
The Final Note:Uplifting and emotional Italian drama that could move you to tears. A moving way to take in the romantic, gauzy parade.

Jil Sander
Breakout Track: Jerry Garcia’s Love Scene Improvisations from Zabriskie Point
The Final Note: Garcia’s twangy, free-form guitar came from the NSFW scene from the 1970′s Antonioni film, shown on screens during the runway proceedings. The result? An aptly arty, earthy, and cultish backdrop to Raf Simons’ rough-hewn intellectualism.

Bottega Veneta
Breakout Track: Pianist Maxence Cyrin’s version of Don’t You Want Me?
The Final Note: Eighties pop merged with classical piano. A high-low mix that’s so appropriate for modern wares made with old-school artisanship.

Dolce & Gabbana
Breakout Track: Grace Jones’ remake of Rita Hayworth classic Amado Mio
The Final Note: Neo-Latin romance with an avant-garde edge. Right on point, boys.

Gucci
Breakout Track:The Gossip’s Heavy Cross
The Final Note: A energetic yet tough pop hit from the band’s latest album. In other words, a soundtrack made for the Gucci girl’s direct, turbo-charged look.

Photo: Px18/Wireimage

The Shoe In: Milan, So Far

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When you’re sitting at a runway show, even in the front row, the starring role often goes to the clothes. But let’s talk about the all-important action below the ankle with our first installment of The Shoe In.

Prada gave us a literal moment of clarity with clear-heel sandals dripping with fat chandelier crystals, and her see-through pointy-toe Mary Janes. One totally clear pair looked like the footwear version of Wonder Woman’s invisible jet. Their practicality is somewhat arguable, but they do seem to have handy Velcro closures.

Yesterday at Jil Sander, Raf Simons’ arty inspirations made the most sense in shoe form, like this sculptural number crafted from wood, oxidized metal, and chic navy suede. Blow that thing up 1,000 times and you could send it to Storm King.

And lastly there was Versace’s glam-slam journey down a Tim Burton rabbit hole that gave us this nutty futuro-baroque number. What do you think of Milan’s shoe scene so far? Comments welcome below.

Photo: Don Ashby and Olivier Claisse

Prada’s Long Tradition Of Going Short

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Following—well, and during—yesterday’s Prada show, there was lots of tweet-y chatter about Lady Gaga and the effect of the veritable pandemic of pantslessness that has swept the globe over the past year. It’s easy to see why. Not only were there tiny little bloomerlike shorts printed with painterly palm trees, there was also a see-through chandelier crystal dress worn with little white bottoms and even one look that seemed to consist of a crystal-encrusted top and plain old black briefs.

But let’s not get ahead of ourselves, kids. Remember, we’re talking about a designer who essentially invents her own drum and then marches to its completely original (and, of course, eventually seminal) beat. At any rate, we thought we should point out that Mrs. Prada was going pants-less in her collection a whole decade ago. Here, are a few of Prada’s greatest leggy hits, left to right, from Spring 2007, Spring 2000, Spring 2003, and Spring 2001.

Blasblog: From Theory To Terry On Fashion’s Night Out

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To put it mildly, my Thursday night plans were ambitious. For Fashion’s Night Out (or F-NO! as some of us were calling it), my pit stops would be the following: Theory, Rag & Bone, Intermix, Burberry, 3.1 Phillip Lim, Prada, Miu Miu, Armani, Oscar de la Renta, Missoni, the Vogue Alumni House, Opening Ceremony, and the dance party at the Jane Hotel. Now, looking back on the night, making 10 out of 13 ain’t bad. The night consisted of highs (a beer handed to me by Miss Jessica Stam at Rag & Bone; a private concert by none other than de la Renta himself), and lows (Lily Donaldson kissed me on the cheek from her DJ booth at the Soho Burberry store and commented on my profuse sweating; I tripped down the stairs at Miu Miu right after Alexa Chung dedicated a song to me during her DJ set). But the overall consensus was that the night’s objective—making shopping fun again—was achieved. I even caught Lim and his co-host, Irina Lazareanu, skipping their party to support the Opening Ceremony fête down the road, as evidenced by this picture. However, on the retail front, my biggest shout-out has to go to my first stop, Theory—and not just because they asked me to style a mannequin and put my name really big on the window. While some labels blew the bank on flying in celebs, Theory decided to woo its biggest shoppers, who would be lured into purchasing by endorsements from fashion professionals. Fashion folk from Kate Young to Elizabeth Saltzman Walker were asked to style their looks, as if to create, as Young put it, “The Sartorialist come to life.” The result was big sales at the Meatpacking District store. “We invited our best costumers from all over the city, and even the suburbs,” Theory’s Andrew Rosen explained. “Long Island, New Jersey—we shipped in all the customers we appreciate the most.” Melissa Weiss Gellman, his head of PR, chimed in: “Yep, we sent cars for my mom’s entire bridge club in Jersey. They’re all coming in for the shopping.” I wrapped up my night with dinner at the Bowery Hotel. “I haven’t seen the streets like this since the eighties,” Terry Richardson said. Let’s just hope between cocktails the kids remembered to buy stuff.

Photo: Derek Blasberg

Remembering Naomi Sims, PYTs To LFW, And More…

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Halston muse and pioneering black cover model Naomi Sims died Saturday, at 61. [NYT]

With the exodus of designers to London fashion week this fall, we’re not surprised that rumors are already percolating about who will fill their front rows. On tap for Topshop: Blake Lively, Taylor Momsen, Anne Hathaway, and Kate Bosworth, among others. Let’s hope they put in some face time at Bryant Park, too. [Grazia Daily]

Rest easy, Prada fans. The label’s loan has been extended until 2012, at which point they’ll need to pay back €450 million. Or, a whole lot of hip waders. [WWD]

Speaking of fall fashion, this season is shaping up to be sell-or-sink time for small fashion labels that have survived this far. No need to shop for your favorite young designers till you drop—perhaps just until you get slightly fatigued. [WWD]