During show season, whenever I see a designer collection that I love, my internal fashion Rolodex starts spinning as I try to remember anything similar I already own.
That’s what happened last Thursday when I cued up the Marc Jacobs presentation. While I’d have been content to sit gaping over the set, with its blanket of clouds overhead and gorgeous fairy-tale details (everyone got a front-row seat…on a mushroom), the clothes were deserving of a slack jaw as well. Creamy pastel tank dresses that show off one’s décolletage, crystal-covered semi-psychedelic-print tunic sets, shearling puffers with soft pastel washes. Dreamy. Literally.
And even though the show wasn’t a direct match to my collection of G. Girvin pieces in terms of color schemes or design, there are enough similarities between Marc’s vintage-tinged homage to future dressing (he mixed the 1960s with the 2060s ever so well) and my beloved tunic, dress, and jackets from the 80s-era, Seattle-area textile artist Gretchen Clancy that I thought I could make a fun post out of it.
I first spotted Clancy’s appliquéd, color-blocked garments at the Artists & Fleas market in Williamsburg a year and a half ago; a vintage-clothing vendor there had two pieces, both extra-long cotton vests à la Maude. Since Bea Arthur has always been one of my main style touchstones (I’m only a little bit kidding here), I fell in love with the shape and Flash Gordon-meets-Cleopatra appliquéd patterns in shades of mint, purple, magenta, green, pink, sand, terra-cotta, and other strong hues.
I didn’t buy one that day but kept an eye on Etsy, where I’ve been able to score each of the three pieces pictured here: two long jackets and one amazing side-tie tunic that came with a matching belt (not pictured—and usually not worn). Back in Nashville, I have a corduroy dress in dark desert hues as well as a black cropped jacket with a purple-and-blue appliqué scheme.
Is it a stretch to compare my G. Girvins to the uniforms worn by Marc’s candy-floss martian beauties? Maybe. But that’s the view from my personal cloud.
Photos: Courtesy of Libby Callaway