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185 posts tagged "Prada"

Blasblog: Beyoncé And Sasha Fierce at Madison Square Garden


Everyone from my mother to Kanye West has told me that Beyoncé Knowles is already a legend. (Yeezy said Beyoncé is the new Tina Turner, whereas Moms just said she liked how she could sing good, dance good, and was real pretty.) Despite my intense skepticism, after last night’s performance—when Beyoncé dragged her dancing, writhing, belting, flying, and rolling tour to New York’s Madison Square Garden—there could be no argument. Her performance was epic, and I’m not just talking about her gorgeous voice. It was her attire that brought me to MSG in the first place, as the house of Thierry Mugler had invited a few lucky fans of the house to the concert, and for good reason: Beyoncé’s entire look, along with the video that introduced the song “If I Were a Boy,” was created in collaboration with the designer, the tour’s official creative adviser, and all of his greatest hits, including hip-padded bodysuits, leopard prints, robotic silhouettes, pointy shoulders, and theatrical draping, were represented. She looked over-the-top impeccable and gave 100 percent for the duration (just look at this movie clip for proof)—though she did have some help beyond the costumes. The whole stage must have been lined with wind machines, as her hair was never still for a single second, and there wasn’t a bead of sweat anywhere on her face. Beyond her unique showmanship, other elements were particularly memorable, like when home videos of a wee Beyoncé or clips from the Inauguration Ball in which she sang “At Last” were projected on the big screen. She also did a full spectrum of cover songs, from Sarah McLachlan to Alanis Morissette. Oh, that reminds me: During the opening number, when Beyoncé came out in a tiny beaded Mugler number with a giant bow on her rump, her husband Jay-Z made a cameo, busting some rhymes special for the concert. From his “I Just Wanna Love U (Give It 2 Me),” he said, “Prada blouse, Gucci bra, Thierry Mugler dress—take that off!” Good thing she didn’t listen to him, because if she had there would’ve been more than a few takers out there. Hell, I would’ve knocked a few kids out for the glow-in-the-dark motorcycle top and panties.



Photo: Derek Blasberg


A Decades In The Making


“I have 75 appointments today. I feel like an Amsterdam prostitute!” Decadestwo co-owner Christos Garkinos joked as he sorted through a rack of Chanel tweed. Such is the appeal of the L.A. vintage and consignment mecca, which has finally opened on our coast in the form of a three-day pop-up store on the second floor at Kiki de Montparnasse. If you are one to mourn missed purchases from past seasons, like a rounded check coat from Balenciaga’s Fall 2006 collection or a Fall ’07 Prada ombré jacket (both were spotted for less than $500), it’s a must-visit. I died for this YSL biker jacket with checked lining and the tableful of candy-colored clutches. There are also trays of bargain-priced bijoux, like enamel insect rings and giant retro Marni bangles that beg to be stacked. Merchandise is constantly being restocked, so there’s no risk of encountering racks of leftovers. It’s already moving quickly, though. Big purchases at last night’s launch party prompted so many inquiries from credit card companies it was quickly dubbed the “credit fraud” shopping event.
Decadestwo at Kiki de Montparnasse, by private appointment Friday, May 15, and open to the public Saturday, May 16, and Sunday, May 17. 79 Greene St., NYC, (212) 965-8070.



Photo: Romney Leader


Orange County Gets A New Hermès


Beginning on Sunday, Hermès’ state-of-the-art transportable screening room, H BOX, touches down at the Orange County Museum of Art as part of the spring exhibition Moving Image: Scan to Screen, Pixel to Projection. With Chanel’s Zaha Hadid-designed Mobile Art Pod indefinitely grounded and Prada’s Rem Koolhaas-created Transformer still undergoing construction in Seoul, where it will remain, Didier Fiuza Faustino’s H BOX is your only chance to experience the gallery-as-art-phenomenon on American soil. As for the work inside of it, H BOX artistic director Benjamin Weil has selected videos by ten international artists, Matthew Buckingham and Cliff Evans included. First unveiled in Paris in 2007, the collapsible H BOX traveled through Europe and Japan before landing in California. It will make its home in the OC through September 6.

Photo: Marc Domage

Carla’s Scandale, Prada’s Transformer, And More…


The latest French uproar is over Carla and Sarko living la vida loca in Mexico while their people get poorer by the minute (the euro’s not what it used to be, sad to say). But what about Carla’s total fashion week diss? Where was she at Dior, Chanel, Givenchy? We’re not even French and we feel slighted. [The Daily Mail]

Beth Ditto: Prude. [NYT]

Step aside, Zaha Hadid. Chanel’s world-traveling Mobile Art Pavilion (which had to land permanently mid-trip) has met its match in Prada‘s Rem Koolhaas-designed Transformer, a mutable steel tetrahedron galleryspace. To see it do its thing, you’ll have to jet over to Seoul, where it’s housed in the grounds of an imperial palace. [WWD]

Kate at Topshop’s NYC opening? Yes, Sir Philip, that’s just who we would invite for a low-key affair. [The Cut]

In a “conducted” conversation with Victoria Beckham in the latest issue of Bergdorf Goodman magazine (speaking of which, time to renew that subscription!), Marc Jacobs bemoans his likeness to a Ken doll after a rash of airbrushing. He’s referring to a nude photo, and he’s not talking about musculature. He means down there.

Photo: Alfredo Estrella / AFP / Getty Images

Blasblog: The A-Crowd Comes Out For Nate Lowman


With so many art-loving financiers losing their pants in the current economy, the art world might be in for some tough times. But Nate Lowman isn’t going down without a smile. Or, more specifically, without a smiley face. That familiar little yellow circle with two dots and a curve was the ruling icon at his Saturday night opening party at the Maccarone gallery. A festive crowd of fashion and art world aficionados—and even two tween rappers called Little Wiki and Powered By Googs—came out to show Lowman support (Wiki and Googsdid so by free-styling by the front door). Despite the buzz, Lowman admitted to feeling not quite up to smiley-face standards. “I’m too tired,” he said, acknowledging he hadn’t slept much in the weeks leading up to the show. “Though I did manage to work in a shower before, which was nice.” Explaining the smiley faces, Lowman said he thought now was a good time to showcase something reminiscent of happier times—childhood doodles and the feel-good seventies. Lowman’s girlfriend, Mary-Kate Olsen—there with her sister, Ashley—was working a few oldies but goodies of her own: A vintage Prada brown leather jacket with fringe and a very late-nineties messy half ponytail. Further in the back of the gallery, where the likes of Camilla Nickerson and Jen Brill had congregated with the artist’s father, Lowman showed some of his more traditional pieces, including grainy images of an old headstone. (My favorites, however, were a picture of three dirty bottoms and a traditional landscape turned on its side, which suggested something naughtier.) Hopefully Lowman enjoyed his night out—it looked that way later at the Beatrice Inn— because on Sunday day he was starting his next project, a large installation that will debut at the Venice Biennale.



Photo: Courtesy of Nate Lowman