The good, the bad, the ugly – fashion shows are sometimes all three, and frequently that’s their strength. That’s because fashion isn’t about just looking pretty, particularly when it’s elevated by a catwalk showcase. Those shows are also not purely about product. They’re aspirational aesthetic proposals, about shifting the goalposts and introducing something fresh and new. A fashion show should question, and provoke, as well as try to hawk us something new off the back of it.
The media’s current favourite portmanteau is “Spornosexual.” Its current favourite garment is the c-string manikini, a cutaway one-sided posing pouch that barely adheres to the pelvis. Modern masculinity, it seems, is in a period of flux and upheaval, where societal norms are shifting and suddenly what men are willing to put on their backs (or, perhaps, around their crotches) seems more malleable than ever before. Ideologically, if not physically.
Pre-collections are collections too: last resorts from Stella McCartney, Lanvin, Balenciaga and JW Anderson
Fashion is demanding. Especially now we’re working on a four-season system instead of two. That’s my take-away thus far from the pre-collections. Actually, let’s stop that ridiculous terminology straight away. If Nicolas Ghesquiere’s excellent show last month in Monaco proved anything, it was that pre-collections are collections too.
Last night, Christopher Shannon won the inaugural BFC/GQ Designer Fashion Fund – an injection of £150,000 cash with £50,000 in mentoring, the biggest prize in menswear. It’s the bloke’s counterpart to the Vogue Fashion Fund, a stamp of establishment prestige.
In layman’s terms, Christopher Shannon’s receipt of this award is the equivalent of Conchita Wurst’s Eurovision victory, or England winning the World Cup. Namely, the people’s choice. Lest that sound overtly populist, he’s also the critic’s choice. He’s liked and his collections are lauded.
Indy blogger Sarah Outen is on a mission to loop the world using a rowing boat, a bike and a kayak. Starting under Tower Bridge, London in 2011 she is now over half way through her journey as she kayaks along the remote Aleutian Islands in Alaska with paddling partner Justine Curgenven. Here she updates us one month in to the paddle.
Gareth Purnell takes a look at the outright prices in the World Cup betting market with a touch of value in mind
Nicole Dash Jones, a British-born beauty entrepreneur whose new Madame LA LA range promises something different to most other self-tan products on the market. It’s not that its inherent biscuit smell is near unnoticeable, or that it boasts a foolproof streak-free formula, but rather that it offers up a totally different shade to its competitors – it gives you an ‘LA glow’.
The people who had my plot before me created an intricate design, like an old-fashioned potager, that I have tried to stick to. I’ll admit it would have been easier to get a wheelbarrow down a central path with equal-sized beds either side. But this maze-like design makes it look bigger and is also more [...]
Back in February, Gucci’s parent company, Kering, announced a drop of 95% in net profits for 2013: €50 million (£41 million), down from €1.05 billion in 2012. In addition, Gucci reported its slowest quarterly sales growth in four years for the final three months of 2013. Like-for-like sales were up just 0.2 per cent in the fourth quarter of 2013. The label’s cosmetic line will launch in the fourth quarter of 2014. Coincidence?
An Abba lyric once name-checked the principality of Monaco: “So I must leave, I’ll have to go, To Las Vegas or Monaco.” The song was called Money, Money, Money, and Misses Fältskog and Lyngstad intended to net a fortune on the roulette tables. Louis Vuitton came to Monaco this season, the implication being they also wanted to make a bomb. That implication came from the fact that Vuitton were showing Cruise.
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