35 posts tagged "Terry Richardson"
Sex and streetwear aren’t the most obvious bedfellows, but editor, stylist, and all-around provocateur Andrew Richardson has united them in his new store, Richardson. “I don’t know if there is a logical connection between sex and streetwear, but I always thought that streetwear was sexy and cool,” he mused between puffs on a cigarette. “There’s always an attitude, and I think that’s sexy—sexy confidence.” That may be so, but his shop, which opens this Friday at 325 Broome Street in New York, sells swag that’s arguably more perverse than confidence-boosting hoodies.
Best known for his cerebral, self-titled sex magazine, also called Richardson, Andrew is well versed in the streetwear subculture—he’s even done a bevy of projects with cult label (or, as some would argue, lifestyle) Supreme. In his store, Andrew presents his liberated take on sex and bondage via clever T-shirts, bomber jackets, swim trunks, caps, and towels—many of which were created in collaboration with such artists as Christopher Wool, Bjarne Melgaard, and Aaron Bondaroff. Some highlights include a melting snowman shirt by Nate Lowman; a tee printed with a car that reads “Blow Jobs”; totes scribed with the store’s ethos, “Work hard, play nice, communicate”; and a sweatsuit by artist Mark Gonzales. Embellished with images of lady parts and a cowboy flaunting his impressive member, the latter is guaranteed to inspire stares.
The shop goes beyond threads, though. For instance, good pal Olympia Le-Tan designed a signature patch for Richardson’s club car jacket—more intriguing, though, is her capsule of erotic minaudières (think bags embroidered with busty femmes and titles like Fanny Hill, Cutter Girl, Carnal Cargo, or Sweet and 20.) Above the clutches’ case hang drawings by Japanese artist Hauro Namaikawa that depict couples in compromising, albeit comical, positions. And, across the room, shelves are lined with an A-to-Z collection of erotic tomes, which was curated by Idea Books, London. Richardson is, of course, on sale, too. “There are going to be guys who are my age who are going to come in and spend $1,800 on an original drawing, and I think we’ll have 25-year-old skaters who want to wear fucked-up T-shirts to scare their parents,” said Andrew of his clientele. “There’ll be a range.”
When the editor—whose résumé, it should be noted, includes working on Madonna’s Sex book, as well as shoots with heavyweights like Terry Richardson, Steven Meisel, and Ellen von Unwerth—was asked about the thinking behind his sex-themed products, he told us, “I was always into that idea of idolizing women through sexual provocation…and I’m trying to find that fine line between palatability and provocation. If you’re too provocative, you end the debate.” Ultimately, his patrons will be the ones to decide whether he’s found that balance; however, no matter how explicit or ridiculous Richardson’s offerings may be, everything is done with a wink, a smile, and a streetwise attitude. And somehow, that makes it seem all the sexier.
On June 13, Valentino’s Maria Grazia Chiuri (who serves as the house’s co-creative director alongside Pierpaolo Piccioli) and her daughter, Rachele, headed to Barcelona to take part in Cash & Rocket‘s 2013 Car Tour—an auto race started by Cash & Rocket’s founder, Julie Brangstrup, that invites women from the worlds of art, fashion, film, music, and business to help raise funds for various charities. This year, the team of 70 women—including Margherita and Teresa Missoni, Delfina Delettrez Fendi, Patricia Arquette, Selita Ebanks, Charlotte Stockdale, Betony Vernon, Jodie Kidd, and Jo and Leah Wood—were driving in support of Shine On Sierra Leone, which is helping to build a primary school for 300 children; Orphan Aid Africa, which aids in creating a survival center to support 100 dislocated families; and Sumbandila, a charity that provides high-quality secondary education to underprivileged children and families in southern Africa. The event, which was sponsored by Valentino, saw the ladies drive 35 sports cars from Barcelona to Rome. Here, Chiuri shares her experience from the open road exclusively with Style.com.
Here is Julie Brangstrup, the creator of Cash & Rocket. She’s an amazing woman and mother of six.
I am driving a beautiful Maserati GranCabrio. It’s my first time ever driving an automatic, but this car is absolutely fantastic. Rachele and I are team 12.
Finally arrived in Cannes after 650 kilometers. Thirty minutes to change and dress in all white for an all-women dinner on a beautiful island in front of Cannes. Continue Reading “Designer Diary: Maria Grazia Chiuri’s Postcard From Cash & Rocket’s European Road Race” »
It does the great Swiss photographer Walter Pfeiffer no favors to suggest he’s a kind of proto-Terry Richardson—if anything, the debt is in the other direction—but suffice it to say, it’s hard to imagine the gritty, my-world-and-the-naked-young-friends-in-it style of Terry’s Diary without him. Pfeiffer toiled in relative obscurity for years, producing amazing, seemingly tossed-off snapshots of the kids hanging out at his studio for landmark gay collections like Walter Pfeiffer 1970-1980 and Das Auge, die Gedanken, unentwegt wandernd (The Eyes, the Thoughts, Ceaselessly Wandering). In more recent years, he’s been taken up by the fashion establishment—he shot an amazing series of guys and candy for Candy, and several seasons of Tilda Swinton for Pringle of Scotland’s campaigns—but much of his early work remains out of print or hard to track down. All the more reason to be cheerful that my friends at the London shop LN-CC rounded up some of the best—thanks to Conor Donlon, the mastermind of Donlon Books, who curates their bookshop as well as his own—most signed by Pfeiffer himself. The most recent, Scrapbooks 1969-1985 (top), is a cut-and-paste compendium of seemingly everything the photographer saw, from his own work to clippings from Women’s Wear Daily and obscure Swiss men’s fashion catalogs. Tumblr before Tumblr. But better.
The Walter Pfeiffer collection, along with an interview with the photographer, is now online at ln-cc.com.
Ah, travel. That magical pursuit wherein one experiences the culture of another land, samples exotic delicacies, and, if traveling via Pirelli Calendar, sees a variety of top models in states of undress. At least, that’s the business as usual. But the Pirelli company unveiled its 2013 calendar in Brazil today, and while it stars a cast of beauties—Brazilians Isabeli Fontana and Adriana Lima, as well as Elisa Sednaoui, Hanaa Ben Abdesslem, Liya Kebede, Karlie Kloss, and Kyleigh Kuhn, among others—this year’s photographer, Steve McCurry, promises less cheesecake. “You can photograph nudes anywhere,” McCurry said at a press conference in Rio this morning. “But these models are clothed, and each of them has her own charity. They are purposeful and idealistic people. So I wanted to photograph them in a special place, and Rio was perfect for this.” (It’s a very different Brazil than was captured in Patrick Demarchelier’s 2005 calendar, also shot in the country, or Terry Richardson’s 2010 take.) Portraits of the models, as well as of Brazilian actress Sônia Braga and singer Marisa Monte, alternate with those of everyday life in the city.