Deciphering Dries Denim

>> My weekend was supposed to be about devoting time to being the me of yesteryear, in a single state, plodding around London watching films at the BFI, trawling through charity shops and TK Maxx and trying to cram in five meals in a day so I can sample little bites all over town.  My Saturday did comprise mainly of that agenda (the normally very-rubbish TK Maxx on Charing Cross Road finally came up trumps for me - scored a S/S 11 Versus number for £120) but on the way, there was a deliberate detour into Harvey Nichols, where they're having some 20% off promo (just register on their site and the discount is valid for the Bank Holiday Weekend) to check out what was looking tasty from current S/S 12 collection, before it all goes on sale in a month or so.  

In the Dries Van Noten corner was this lonesome intricately embroidered denim skirt.  Having stalked Dries all around town and in Paris, I've never spotted this piece.  It wasn't part of the S/S 12 main show yet the amount of lavish text and emblem embroidery on it suggests this is no mundane commercial piece.  Van Noten is no stranger to interesting interpretations of denim - his S/S 11 true blue denim fading into bleached white lingers vividly in memory.  Here though, a mid-calf faded blue denim skirt is the recipient of numerous emo fuelled ramblings spelled out painstakingly in hundreds of gunmetal bugle beads, fitting in neatly with the incredibly nuanced and perfectly judged remixed grunge vibes of the S/S 12 collection.  You can well imagine the design team at Dries throwing phrases and slogans around the room to make up the embroidery design of this skirt, some of which is frankly illegible, even after staring at it for a good while and inspecting the lining to trace the embroidery threads.  Some of it deliberately riffs off of metal/grunge cliches - "Death Rage", "Eclipse" and "Oracle" in heavy goth-hued font, "Clash till dawn" and "Things Get Worse" in emo scrawl.  Other phrases are a little nonsensical - "When the ocean is wounded, it takes the whale." - is in a similar vein to slogan tees I remember seeing in Hong Kong where the English would be broken and odd, expressing sentiments such as "Love Peace Power Pretty Girl".  Flanking this RAAAWK verbage are the tried and tested power-ridden beasts - an eagle and a tiger - I'd expect nothing less from this seemingly irreverant and poke-fun piece.  From a distant, all of this text blurs into what appears to be an abstract pattern of obscure lines, showcasing what is a fine bit of Indian embroidery.    

Combined with memories of writing in Tippex over backpacks and exercise books and innane scribblings in my "journal" (I re-read mine from time to time and find myself curled up in a ball of toe-curling embarrassment) and the unexpected discount, I convinced myself that this skirt was an "investment".  Even if it is a size too big.  Blame it on the concept of Future Vintage lingering in my head.  So long as the bugle beading doesn't unravel somewhere (I'll be lowering myself down on buses/restaurant seats/benches with painfully slow movement when I'm wearing this skirt), hopefully someone fifty years down the line will appreciate it for its deliberate poor-taste zane and as yet another fine example of Van Noten's genre and style mixology skills.  

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Deciphering Dries Denim

>> My weekend was supposed to be about devoting time to being the me of yesteryear, in a single state, plodding around London watching films at the BFI, trawling through charity shops and TK Maxx and trying to cram in five meals in a day so I can sample little bites all over town.  My Saturday did comprise mainly of that agenda (the normally very-rubbish TK Maxx on Charing Cross Road finally came up trumps for me - scored a S/S 11 Versus number for £120) but on the way, there was a deliberate detour into Harvey Nichols, where they're having some 20% off promo (just register on their site and the discount is valid for the Bank Holiday Weekend) to check out what was looking tasty from current S/S 12 collection, before it all goes on sale in a month or so.  

In the Dries Van Noten corner was this lonesome intricately embroidered denim skirt.  Having stalked Dries all around town and in Paris, I've never spotted this piece.  It wasn't part of the S/S 12 main show yet the amount of lavish text and emblem embroidery on it suggests this is no mundane commercial piece.  Van Noten is no stranger to interesting interpretations of denim - his S/S 11 true blue denim fading into bleached white lingers vividly in memory.  Here though, a mid-calf faded blue denim skirt is the recipient of numerous emo fuelled ramblings spelled out painstakingly in hundreds of gunmetal bugle beads, fitting in neatly with the incredibly nuanced and perfectly judged remixed grunge vibes of the S/S 12 collection.  You can well imagine the design team at Dries throwing phrases and slogans around the room to make up the embroidery design of this skirt, some of which is frankly illegible, even after staring at it for a good while and inspecting the lining to trace the embroidery threads.  Some of it deliberately riffs off of metal/grunge cliches - "Death Rage", "Eclipse" and "Oracle" in heavy goth-hued font, "Clash till dawn" and "Things Get Worse" in emo scrawl.  Other phrases are a little nonsensical - "When the ocean is wounded, it takes the whale." - is in a similar vein to slogan tees I remember seeing in Hong Kong where the English would be broken and odd, expressing sentiments such as "Love Peace Power Pretty Girl".  Flanking this RAAAWK verbage are the tried and tested power-ridden beasts - an eagle and a tiger - I'd expect nothing less from this seemingly irreverant and poke-fun piece.  From a distant, all of this text blurs into what appears to be an abstract pattern of obscure lines, showcasing what is a fine bit of Indian embroidery.    

Combined with memories of writing in Tippex over backpacks and exercise books and innane scribblings in my "journal" (I re-read mine from time to time and find myself curled up in a ball of toe-curling embarrassment) and the unexpected discount, I convinced myself that this skirt was an "investment".  Even if it is a size too big.  Blame it on the concept of Future Vintage lingering in my head.  So long as the bugle beading doesn't unravel somewhere (I'll be lowering myself down on buses/restaurant seats/benches with painfully slow movement when I'm wearing this skirt), hopefully someone fifty years down the line will appreciate it for its deliberate poor-taste zane and as yet another fine example of Van Noten's genre and style mixology skills.  

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Kente

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I'm switching blog reading genre allegiences for a while.  Instead of all the fash-y spots that I normally peruse, I'm instead finding myself engrossed with Decor8, Emmas Design Blog and Tapeten Agentur, aka a place where you can lose two hours looking at wallpaper designs.  Choosing fantasy interior options from the Ikea catalogue when I was 16 was fun but choosing light fixtures, kitchen cabinet handles and paint colours for REALZ is about a thousand times better.  Tapenten Agentur, as German and efficient as they come, is currently where I've honed in on wallpaper choices for the living room (for one wall only of course - don't want to walk into a migraine) and unsurprisingly they're all looking sort of similar and reminding me of the Kente woven silk fabric that graces these A. Sauvage x Dr Martens shoes.

You won't have heard me talk up A. Sauvage as creative director/founder Adrien Victor Sauvage, a former pro basketball player and lifestyle consultant, primarily offers menswear.  You can get the blurb and gist of it all via Style Salvage Steve.  A. Sauvage has recently expanded by creating a line of womenswear, which is rooted in the idea of "Menswear for Women".  It's his collaboration with Dr. Martens though that will have piqued interest from both sexes, especially when these silk Kente Steed shoes are plentiful in womens sizing online.  Sauvage explored his Ghanian roots with a nod to the royal and sacred Kente cloth, crafted by the indigenous Akan people of Ghana.  The geometric triangular formations and woven stripes are muted to shades of grey, black and white in this instance and runs as a motif throughout A. Sauvage's A/W 12 collection.  

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(Worn with Ksubi shirt, Dagmar fluffy cardigan, Ayame tights)

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The pattern is transferred across to womenswear which A. Sauvage is beginning to dip into.  

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A. Sauvage runs a slick operation, everything from art direction, branding to store fit (which stopped me in my tracks when I passed the A. Sauvage store on Maddox Street in London) and he has also called on some interesting collaborators to work with, including the actor Craig Roberts (you might remember him as the charming oddball Oliver in the Richard Ayoade film Submarine).  Roberts starred in this engaging short The Student, which introduces the concept of DE - Dress Easy with 1950s-tinged narration.  The film focuses on all the shoes (note the way the narrator says "praline patent leather" - he makes it sound delicious), ending with the Kente woven silk Dr Martens shoes.  "Has the student found a shoe that speaks for him?", the narrator asks.  Why, YES.  I do believe he has!

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Kente

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I'm switching blog reading genre allegiences for a while.  Instead of all the fash-y spots that I normally peruse, I'm instead finding myself engrossed with Decor8, Emmas Design Blog and Tapeten Agentur, aka a place where you can lose two hours looking at wallpaper designs.  Choosing fantasy interior options from the Ikea catalogue when I was 16 was fun but choosing light fixtures, kitchen cabinet handles and paint colours for REALZ is about a thousand times better.  Tapenten Agentur, as German and efficient as they come, is currently where I've honed in on wallpaper choices for the living room (for one wall only of course - don't want to walk into a migraine) and unsurprisingly they're all looking sort of similar and reminding me of the Kente woven silk fabric that graces these A. Sauvage x Dr Martens shoes.

You won't have heard me talk up A. Sauvage as creative director/founder Adrien Victor Sauvage, a former pro basketball player and lifestyle consultant, primarily offers menswear.  You can get the blurb and gist of it all via Style Salvage Steve.  A. Sauvage has recently expanded by creating a line of womenswear, which is rooted in the idea of "Menswear for Women".  It's his collaboration with Dr. Martens though that will have piqued interest from both sexes, especially when these silk Kente Steed shoes are plentiful in womens sizing online.  Sauvage explored his Ghanian roots with a nod to the royal and sacred Kente cloth, crafted by the indigenous Akan people of Ghana.  The geometric triangular formations and woven stripes are muted to shades of grey, black and white in this instance and runs as a motif throughout A. Sauvage's A/W 12 collection.  

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EOS_M_Default_tcm14-945146Note of Disclosure: Pictures above taken with the new Canon EOS M (available on Amazon) using the black and white grainy filter.  

The pattern is transferred across to womenswear which A. Sauvage is beginning to dip into.  

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A. Sauvage runs a slick operation, everything from art direction, branding to store fit (which stopped me in my tracks when I passed the A. Sauvage store on Maddox Street in London) and he has also called on some interesting collaborators to work with, including the actor Craig Roberts (you might remember him as the charming oddball Oliver in the Richard Ayoade film Submarine).  Roberts starred in this engaging short The Student, which introduces the concept of DE - Dress Easy with 1950s-tinged narration.  The film focuses on all the shoes (note the way the narrator says "praline patent leather" - he makes it sound delicious), ending with the Kente woven silk Dr Martens shoes.  "Has the student found a shoe that speaks for him?", the narrator asks.  Why, YES.  I do believe he has!

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My Sunday Hat

>> Following my short piece in last week's Stylist magazine (a stellar example of free publishing) extolling my love for all period dramas (although controversially except for Downton), I went on a House of Eliott marathon binge over the weekend.  In my head, I'm in fact stroking my imaginary beard and agreeing earnestly with all of the issues that this BBC period drama quite pertinently  brought up.  Such as commercial viability versus creative expression, designer knock-offs on the high street, silver spoon privileges and connections getting you places in this industry and loss of quality through mass production - it's funny how a fluffy lightweight period drama series set in 1920s London, covered all of that, touching upon issues that no BBC documentary has even bothered to seriously analyse.  It's also funny how those storylines are still very much applicable today.  

In my heart though, I know I'm in fact gorging on sixteen DVDs all in one go because I get to look at all manners of hats, hear Louise Lombard squeal over silk shot velvet and imagine saying phrases like "Yes, this is quite the thing!" if I should ever pay custom to a couturier.  Back to the hats though - cloches, turbans and toques - everyone's newly short bobbed, shingled or Eton cropped head in House of Eliott gets to wear a vast variety of hats.  Even the lowly paid seamstresses.  I've been getting a lot of hat action lately, acquiring all six of these in the last three months.  Save for my feathered fez, I doubt any of these would be welcome at a House of Eliott soirée.  It's ludicrous thoughts like that, which prove exactly how mushy my brain has become from period drama mara fever.  

Hexue feathered fez - A feathered fez is the last thing I'd expect to buy in Shanghai, in a vintage shop no less (Lolo Love Vintage to be precise), especially when vintage is still a relative rarity over there.  Still, I was enamoured enough to bring this hat all the way back from Asia, careful not to squash it in my sardine-packed suitcase.  There clearly aren't enough feathered fezes (yes, I checked that is in fact the plural) in my life.  I'm sorry I don't have more information about the label as my Chinese searching/Weibo skills still aren't great.   

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Joseph Nigoghossian bucket/cap/trapper hat - I've been bang into my hat hybrids and this one is a less extreme version of the J.W. Anderson A/W 12-3 current season hat, taking elements of a bucket/porkpie hat with a cap and some trapper back flaps.  Primitive London in Hackney is selling this Joseph Nigoghossianhat in navy foam mesh.  More of that 3D spacer stuff that I've been getting into.  

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Miu Miu Patent Souwester - Many an hour has been wiled away on Yoox, searching for every thing under the sun (my top search terms at the moment are "metallic", "patent, "silver shoes" and "Balenciaga" obvs),  A few months ago, I bought this lonesome patent Miu Miu hat on Yoox.  Lonesome because it bears a very very old Miu Miu label so it comes from a randomly old collection.  Sheepishly, it did however catch the eye of Cathy Horyn when I wore this in Paris.  Suffice to say that I now face celestial downpours with glee.     IMG_0251

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Ganryu blue lurex deerhunter/beanie/cap - I've already talked about this hat when I bought it in Tokyo.  Like I said before, it's my very own tribute to East 17's Brian Harvey, albeit with an extra cap clap at the back and rendered in sheeny shiny blue lurex.  The rest of the current A/W 12-3 Ganryu Comme des Garcons collection makes me wish this jocular streetwear-orientated menswear part of the Comme empire was more readily available here.  

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J.W. Anderson A/W 12-3 quilted bucket/trapper/fisherman's hat - First on my list when going to the over subscribed J.W. Anderson sample sale a few weeks ago was this hat from the current A/W 12-3 collection.  This is about three or four hats packaged into one quilted nylon head warmer.  I'm literally locked in my own head when I put this on.  With a pair of headphones, I'm quite unaware of everything that's going on around me which makes it perfect for trampling across the park, crushing frost and puffing out little breath trails.  Right about now then.    

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My Sunday Hat

>> Following my short piece in last week's Stylist magazine (a stellar example of free publishing) extolling my love for all period dramas (although controversially except for Downton), I went on a House of Eliott marathon binge over the weekend.  In my head, I'm in fact stroking my imaginary beard and agreeing earnestly with all of the issues that this BBC period drama quite pertinently  brought up.  Such as commercial viability versus creative expression, designer knock-offs on the high street, silver spoon privileges and connections getting you places in this industry and loss of quality through mass production - it's funny how a fluffy lightweight period drama series set in 1920s London, covered all of that, touching upon issues that no BBC documentary has even bothered to seriously analyse.  It's also funny how those storylines are still very much applicable today.  

In my heart though, I know I'm in fact gorging on sixteen DVDs all in one go because I get to look at all manners of hats, hear Louise Lombard squeal over silk shot velvet and imagine saying phrases like "Yes, this is quite the thing!" if I should ever pay custom to a couturier.  Back to the hats though - cloches, turbans and toques - everyone's newly short bobbed, shingled or Eton cropped head in House of Eliott gets to wear a vast variety of hats.  Even the lowly paid seamstresses.  I've been getting a lot of hat action lately, acquiring all six of these in the last three months.  Save for my feathered fez, I doubt any of these would be welcome at a House of Eliott soirée.  It's ludicrous thoughts like that, which prove exactly how mushy my brain has become from period drama mara fever.  

Hexue feathered fez - A feathered fez is the last thing I'd expect to buy in Shanghai, in a vintage shop no less (Lolo Love Vintage to be precise), especially when vintage is still a relative rarity over there.  Still, I was enamoured enough to bring this hat all the way back from Asia, careful not to squash it in my sardine-packed suitcase.  There clearly aren't enough feathered fezes (yes, I checked that is in fact the plural) in my life.  I'm sorry I don't have more information about the label as my Chinese searching/Weibo skills still aren't great.   

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Joseph Nigoghossian bucket/cap/trapper hat - I've been bang into my hat hybrids and this one is a less extreme version of the J.W. Anderson A/W 12-3 current season hat, taking elements of a bucket/porkpie hat with a cap and some trapper back flaps.  Primitive London in Hackney is selling this Joseph Nigoghossianhat in navy foam mesh.  More of that 3D spacer stuff that I've been getting into.  

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Miu Miu Patent Souwester - Many an hour has been wiled away on Yoox, searching for every thing under the sun (my top search terms at the moment are "metallic", "patent, "silver shoes" and "Balenciaga" obvs),  A few months ago, I bought this lonesome patent Miu Miu hat on Yoox.  Lonesome because it bears a very very old Miu Miu label so it comes from a randomly old collection.  Sheepishly, it did however catch the eye of Cathy Horyn when I wore this in Paris.  Suffice to say that I now face celestial downpours with glee.     IMG_0251

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Ganryu blue lurex deerhunter/beanie/cap - I've already talked about this hat when I bought it in Tokyo.  Like I said before, it's my very own tribute to East 17's Brian Harvey, albeit with an extra cap clap at the back and rendered in sheeny shiny blue lurex.  The rest of the current A/W 12-3 Ganryu Comme des Garcons collection makes me wish this jocular streetwear-orientated menswear part of the Comme empire was more readily available here.  

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J.W. Anderson A/W 12-3 quilted bucket/trapper/fisherman's hat - First on my list when going to the over subscribed J.W. Anderson sample sale a few weeks ago was this hat from the current A/W 12-3 collection.  This is about three or four hats packaged into one quilted nylon head warmer.  I'm literally locked in my own head when I put this on.  With a pair of headphones, I'm quite unaware of everything that's going on around me which makes it perfect for trampling across the park, crushing frost and puffing out little breath trails.  Right about now then.    

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Swash Attack

>> I've written about Swash so many times that I'm running out of ways to play with their name.  The Swash posts will keep on coming though so long as I keep instantly squealing as soon as I see a new Swash lookbook has come out.  The way Sarah Swash and Toshio Yamanaka render flora, fauna curiosities and animalia in delicate watercolours and arranged them into a print portfolio that is seemingly endless will never cease to amaze me.  Yesterday, because I had to go to Antwerp for the day, I dispatched Steve to their sample sale (apologies for not notifying you guys beforehand - not getting enough time notice on these sample sale happenings) to pick up a few things which will tide me over on my Swash fix until I get hungry for more.  The huge pillow that I'm holding is in indication of where my next Swash purchase will lie.  You might have seen on Twitter that Steve and I have been busy house hunting and have plunged into the task of *gulp* buying our own place.  We're well on our way now to acquiring a hovel and Swash will definitely come into play when it comes to soft furnishings of our new above.  There lies the flexibility of being a deft-handed print master.  Cushions, upholstering a sofa bed, curtains, possibly even a laminate dining table surface - the ideas are running rampant in my head as to how I can shamelessly get Swash into my house.  

Of course, their primary offerings of clothes, scarves and accessories (you can find Swash specimens online on FarFetch and 39-39) are still my main priority.  Steve did a commendable job of spending my blank cheque in my absence by picking out a beautiful reversible silk bomber jacket, an illustrated cardigan and a printed body with a contrast collar.  That will add to my growing Swash stash quite nicely.  Swash are in the process of moving studios and I'm hoping to visit their new digs to sit down properly and talk about their illustrated world very soon so bewarned, I'll have to unleash another Swash-y post title.    

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Swash bomber jacket, cardigan, bodysuit and socks worn with Dagmar knit skirt and Emma Cook heels

EOS_M_Default_tcm14-945146Note of Disclosure: Pictures above taken with the new Canon EOS M.  I'm categorically saying that this is a game-changing camera that will reduce my visits to a chiropractor (DSLRs and heavy tote bags weighting down one shoulder makes for a seriously wacked out back).

Swash Attack

>> I've written about Swash so many times that I'm running out of ways to play with their name.  The Swash posts will keep on coming though so long as I keep instantly squealing as soon as I see a new Swash lookbook has come out.  The way Sarah Swash and Toshio Yamanaka render flora, fauna curiosities and animalia in delicate watercolours and arranged them into a print portfolio that is seemingly endless will never cease to amaze me.  Yesterday, because I had to go to Antwerp for the day, I dispatched Steve to their sample sale (apologies for not notifying you guys beforehand - not getting enough time notice on these sample sale happenings) to pick up a few things which will tide me over on my Swash fix until I get hungry for more.  The huge pillow that I'm holding is in indication of where my next Swash purchase will lie.  You might have seen on Twitter that Steve and I have been busy house hunting and have plunged into the task of *gulp* buying our own place.  We're well on our way now to acquiring a hovel and Swash will definitely come into play when it comes to soft furnishings of our new above.  There lies the flexibility of being a deft-handed print master.  Cushions, upholstering a sofa bed, curtains, possibly even a laminate dining table surface - the ideas are running rampant in my head as to how I can shamelessly get Swash into my house.  

Of course, their primary offerings of clothes, scarves and accessories (you can find Swash specimens online on FarFetch and 39-39) are still my main priority.  Steve did a commendable job of spending my blank cheque in my absence by picking out a beautiful reversible silk bomber jacket, an illustrated cardigan and a printed body with a contrast collar.  That will add to my growing Swash stash quite nicely.  Swash are in the process of moving studios and I'm hoping to visit their new digs to sit down properly and talk about their illustrated world very soon so bewarned, I'll have to unleash another Swash-y post title.    

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EOS_M_Default_tcm14-945146Note of Disclosure: Pictures above taken with the new Canon EOS M.  I'm categorically saying that this is a game-changing camera that will reduce my visits to a chiropractor (DSLRs and heavy tote bags weighting down one shoulder makes for a seriously wacked out back).

Lemme hear you say O:!

>> When I last rounded up the Digi Antics of the S/S 13 season, one of my favourite "digi" discoveries was the redesign of O: by Tank (and Tank magazine) coupled with the accompanying Because Fashion Scan app, which seamlessly integrates creative and fun animated video content with print.  The technology behind the app isn't anything new per se but Tank have taken the time to develop their own pattern recognition app so that when you hover your device over the page, the video content pretty much pops up instantaneously.  What is fundamental is that when you're holding the magazine in one hand, and have your iPad in the other, it doesn't feel unnatural or forced.  This makes even more sense with the new iPad mini's and of course the many various sizedtablet and smartphone devices on the market.  

The new Christmas issue of O: by Tank just came out this weekend and is available with today's Guardian if you want to rush out and grab a paper from the newsagent.  There are over 100 videos packed into the issue with every page offering up "visual finger food" (as Masoud Golsorkhi, publisher of Tank termed it) for you to peruse.  Most clips are no longer than 30 seconds and basically bring the product to life.  Because Magazine has long been producing 30 second clips of fashion loving fun fun fun, often giving a perspective to the product that you wouldn't be able to do with a still photograph and now these videos are properly integrated with the pages of a magazine.  Caroline Issa, editor in chief of Tank and O: by Tank has done a stellar job of cherry picking covetable items, and giving a humorous spin on anything from Tom Ford lipsticks flying on a rocket to this season's IT bags carried by a real human Cousin It.  The animation and editing is purposely not slick or pretentious and instead, you get easy to digest bite sized chunks that don't alienate the viewer.  I quite like how the fashion film editorial films have been broken down into little trippy snippets instead of what could have been an overly long and indulgent vanity film project.        

The focus is shamelessly product-based, which could easily have read like any of those boring shopping pages that are being thrown at us, as Christmas shopping advice really ramps up in the coming weeks.  The Fashion Scan app however really sells the product in a way that is engaging and makes me think that product or market pages that mainstream fashion media so loves could all do with this sort of accompanying video content.  What's even more interesting is that every advert also links through to bespoke video content.  For example, the inside cover Chanel advert brings up an edited version of the Chanel Cruise 2013 show held at Versailles, which gives reason to linger longer on an ad that you would have otherwise skipped.  It's added value for the luxury brand advertiser and I think it will call into question the validity of static ads on a printed page, which will no doubt dwindle over the coming years.  Aren't we constantly asking about what's the future of fashion publishing?  This may not be the finite answer but it certainly is at least an attempt at responding to that question.   

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I thought I might bung in a closer look at this Dharma Taylor holographic shirt, which I bought from the awesome bolthole store Primitive London, whilst we're on the subject of mind bending visuals.  Everytime I've worn it, people have wanted to either touch it or look at it closely, because of its holographic properties.  I'm properly into fabrics that have these strange lenticular/holographic qualities so much so that I might try sourcing fabric of my own and getting a dress or a jacket made up, preferably in silver or a heinous shade of orange or green to match my Christmas wrapping paper scheme.  

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Lemme hear you say O:!

>> When I last rounded up the Digi Antics of the S/S 13 season, one of my favourite "digi" discoveries was the redesign of O: by Tank (and Tank magazine) coupled with the accompanying Because Fashion Scan app, which seamlessly integrates creative and fun animated video content with print.  The technology behind the app isn't anything new per se but Tank have taken the time to develop their own pattern recognition app so that when you hover your device over the page, the video content pretty much pops up instantaneously.  What is fundamental is that when you're holding the magazine in one hand, and have your iPad in the other, it doesn't feel unnatural or forced.  This makes even more sense with the new iPad mini's and of course the many various sizedtablet and smartphone devices on the market.  

The new Christmas issue of O: by Tank just came out this weekend and is available with today's Guardian if you want to rush out and grab a paper from the newsagent.  There are over 100 videos packed into the issue with every page offering up "visual finger food" (as Masoud Golsorkhi, publisher of Tank termed it) for you to peruse.  Most clips are no longer than 30 seconds and basically bring the product to life.  Because Magazine has long been producing 30 second clips of fashion loving fun fun fun, often giving a perspective to the product that you wouldn't be able to do with a still photograph and now these videos are properly integrated with the pages of a magazine.  Caroline Issa, editor in chief of Tank and O: by Tank has done a stellar job of cherry picking covetable items, and giving a humorous spin on anything from Tom Ford lipsticks flying on a rocket to this season's IT bags carried by a real human Cousin It.  The animation and editing is purposely not slick or pretentious and instead, you get easy to digest bite sized chunks that don't alienate the viewer.  I quite like how the fashion film editorial films have been broken down into little trippy snippets instead of what could have been an overly long and indulgent vanity film project.        

The focus is shamelessly product-based, which could easily have read like any of those boring shopping pages that are being thrown at us, as Christmas shopping advice really ramps up in the coming weeks.  The Fashion Scan app however really sells the product in a way that is engaging and makes me think that product or market pages that mainstream fashion media so loves could all do with this sort of accompanying video content.  What's even more interesting is that every advert also links through to bespoke video content.  For example, the inside cover Chanel advert brings up an edited version of the Chanel Cruise 2013 show held at Versailles, which gives reason to linger longer on an ad that you would have otherwise skipped.  It's added value for the luxury brand advertiser and I think it will call into question the validity of static ads on a printed page, which will no doubt dwindle over the coming years.  Aren't we constantly asking about what's the future of fashion publishing?  This may not be the finite answer but it certainly is at least an attempt at responding to that question.   

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I thought I might bung in a closer look at this Dharma Taylor holographic shirt, which I bought from the awesome bolthole store Primitive London, whilst we're on the subject of mind bending visuals.  Everytime I've worn it, people have wanted to either touch it or look at it closely, because of its holographic properties.  I'm properly into fabrics that have these strange lenticular/holographic qualities so much so that I might try sourcing fabric of my own and getting a dress or a jacket made up, preferably in silver or a heinous shade of orange or green to match my Christmas wrapping paper scheme.  

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Think Pink Again!

>> Judging by the number of times I've peppered my titles with "Pink!", I could almost justify having a "Think Pink!" post run on Style Bubble on a monthly basis.  Kay Thompson's voice clearly pops into my head every now and again as I indulge in a panic state of buying up anything that is pink in my line of sight.  This new pink purchase occurred at Biotop, the wonderful treehouse slash cafe slash boutique slash garden centre nestled into Tokyo's Ebisu.  In an incongruous mix that could only occur at Biotop, a vintage basketweave textured coat from the 1960s stood out amongst pieces of Celine and Stella McCartney.  It's a curious texture that I've never seen before as the polyester has been gathered together to create an intricate basket weave debossed effect that is a tactile texture fiend's wet dream.    

Oh, and I like the little International Ladies' Garment Workers' Union label stitched into it.  Apparently there was a little jingle to promote ILGWU-labelled garments in 1970, which seems pertinent today considering USA-made garments are once again being promoted and championed.  Sing it with me...

 

Look for the union label
When you are buying a coat, dress, or blouse,
Remember somewhere our union's sewing,
Our wages going to feed the kids and run the house,
We work hard, but who's complaining?
Thanks to the ILG, we're paying our way,
So always look for the union label,
It says we're able to make it in the USA!

 

Trust the prolific and smart Japanese vintage sourcers to find this gem of a coat that comes with a USA textiles history lesson.  Therefore, I consider it £150 well spent to add to the growing clusters of pink that grow in my wardrobe.  

Joining it is a vaguely naff but ever-lovable piece of vintage Valentino lurex jumper from the reliable Pelicans and Parrots in London and a few pieces of painterly turquoise and candy pink Suno from their resort 2013 collection.  

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EOS_M_Default_tcm14-945146Pictures taken with Canon EOS M whilst overusing the Miniature effect on the Creative Filter options.  The leopard print Christopher Kane clutch above is indeed all I've been carrying around because the camera is that dinky.

Think Pink Again!

>> Judging by the number of times I've peppered my titles with "Pink!", I could almost justify having a "Think Pink!" post run on Style Bubble on a monthly basis.  Kay Thompson's voice clearly pops into my head every now and again as I indulge in a panic state of buying up anything that is pink in my line of sight.  This new pink purchase occurred at Biotop, the wonderful treehouse slash cafe slash boutique slash garden centre nestled into Tokyo's Ebisu.  In an incongruous mix that could only occur at Biotop, a vintage basketweave textured coat from the 1960s stood out amongst pieces of Celine and Stella McCartney.  It's a curious texture that I've never seen before as the polyester has been gathered together to create an intricate basket weave debossed effect that is a tactile texture fiend's wet dream.    

Oh, and I like the little International Ladies' Garment Workers' Union label stitched into it.  Apparently there was a little jingle to promote ILGWU-labelled garments in 1970, which seems pertinent today considering USA-made garments are once again being promoted and championed.  Sing it with me...

 

Look for the union label
When you are buying a coat, dress, or blouse,
Remember somewhere our union's sewing,
Our wages going to feed the kids and run the house,
We work hard, but who's complaining?
Thanks to the ILG, we're paying our way,
So always look for the union label,
It says we're able to make it in the USA!

 

Trust the prolific and smart Japanese vintage sourcers to find this gem of a coat that comes with a USA textiles history lesson.  Therefore, I consider it £150 well spent to add to the growing clusters of pink that grow in my wardrobe.  

Joining it is a vaguely naff but ever-lovable piece of vintage Valentino lurex jumper from the reliable Pelicans and Parrots in London and a few pieces of painterly turquoise and candy pink Suno from their resort 2013 collection.  

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EOS_M_Default_tcm14-945146Pictures taken with Canon EOS M whilst overusing the Miniature effect on the Creative Filter options.  The leopard print Christopher Kane clutch above is indeed all I've been carrying around because the camera is that dinky.

Comme as You Are

"Sold out, sold out, sold out..." intoned the serene shop assistant at the Comme des Garçons store in Aoyama, Tokyo, as she flipped through the A/W 12-3 lookbook, indicating what had already run out in stock.  I was there with one singular mission, one which had been planted in my head as soon as the second or third silhouette stepped down the runway in complete silence back at the Comme des Garçons "flat collection" show - and that was to buy at least one piece from what is now widely agreed to be a seminal Comme collection.  Actually, scratch that.  It was a seminal collection in general.  What seemed ludicrous and almost cartoonishly exaggerated on the runway back in March this year had mysteriously filtered into many of the S/S 13 collections where graphic flatness and 2-D planes were more often than not the central themes.  Call it the "comme down" effect if you will.

What's even more pleasantly surprising is how popular the collection has been in reality.  You probably saw more than a few of the A/W 12-3 pieces in action at fashion week - Lynn Yaeger, Taylor Tomasi Hill and Anna dello Russo were just a few of the devotees who showed their love for the big idea at Comme.  I also heard the collection was a big hit at Frieze art fair in London.  Sure, Comme devotees come in their droves in the art crowd but it's interesting to see what a collection with perceived difficulty of wear, embraced with such enthusiasm.  It's as though something clicked with this collection and collectively, a wide variety of people "got" Kawakubo's vision, as there was reason to buy into this collection beyond surface aesthetic fulfillment.  

I did the sensible thing and waited until my trip to Tokyo where it is marginally less expensive to fulfill my mission.  Whilst many of the pieces were indeed sold out, the sales assistant at the store was most helpful in showing me every single option there was left.  I opted for the rose-printed shorts and a camoflage/scribble print felt jacket, which predictably plays into my penchant for prints.  The plain felt pieces were tempting but I went with my gut instinct of wanting to plaster my body with huge roses and graffiti scribbles.  Thanks to Tommy Ton and his beady eyes, I lucked out at the designer consignment store Kind in Shibuya, Tokyo where for some reason, a pair of the curved floral-print trousers from the current Comme collection was for sale for a fraction of the original price.  Someone had literally bought it brand new a few months ago and resold it at the store at a loss.  Oh well, their loss is fortunately my gain.  The trousers were a veritable bargain and proves why designer consignment shopping in Tokyo really can't be bested by anywhere else.   

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(Worn with Acne leather jacket, vintage Comme des Garcons Robe de Chambre knitted top, 3.1 Phillip Lim oxford shoes)

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(Worn with Kaal E Suktae sweater, Jen Brill & Olivia x Cole Haan shoes)

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**EDIT** Comme des Garcons jacket on Ivo Milan, one of the few online stockists of this season's CdG worn with Mary Katrantzou knit dress and Nike Flyknit Trainer+ - thanks to Soili for pointing it out

Comme as You Are

"Sold out, sold out, sold out..." intoned the serene shop assistant at the Comme des Garçons store in Aoyama, Tokyo, as she flipped through the A/W 12-3 lookbook, indicating what had already run out in stock.  I was there with one singular mission, one which had been planted in my head as soon as the second or third silhouette stepped down the runway in complete silence back at the Comme des Garçons "flat collection" show - and that was to buy at least one piece from what is now widely agreed to be a seminal Comme collection.  Actually, scratch that.  It was a seminal collection in general.  What seemed ludicrous and almost cartoonishly exaggerated on the runway back in March this year had mysteriously filtered into many of the S/S 13 collections where graphic flatness and 2-D planes were more often than not the central themes.  Call it the "comme down" effect if you will.

What's even more pleasantly surprising is how popular the collection has been in reality.  You probably saw more than a few of the A/W 12-3 pieces in action at fashion week - Lynn Yaeger, Taylor Tomasi Hill and Anna dello Russo were just a few of the devotees who showed their love for the big idea at Comme.  I also heard the collection was a big hit at Frieze art fair in London.  Sure, Comme devotees come in their droves in the art crowd but it's interesting to see what a collection with perceived difficulty of wear, embraced with such enthusiasm.  It's as though something clicked with this collection and collectively, a wide variety of people "got" Kawakubo's vision, as there was reason to buy into this collection beyond surface aesthetic fulfillment.  

I did the sensible thing and waited until my trip to Tokyo where it is marginally less expensive to fulfill my mission.  Whilst many of the pieces were indeed sold out, the sales assistant at the store was most helpful in showing me every single option there was left.  I opted for the rose-printed shorts and a camoflage/scribble print felt jacket, which predictably plays into my penchant for prints.  The plain felt pieces were tempting but I went with my gut instinct of wanting to plaster my body with huge roses and graffiti scribbles.  Thanks to Tommy Ton and his beady eyes, I lucked out at the designer consignment store Kind in Shibuya, Tokyo where for some reason, a pair of the curved floral-print trousers from the current Comme collection was for sale for a fraction of the original price.  Someone had literally bought it brand new a few months ago and resold it at the store at a loss.  Oh well, their loss is fortunately my gain.  The trousers were a veritable bargain and proves why designer consignment shopping in Tokyo really can't be bested by anywhere else.   

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(Worn with Acne leather jacket, vintage Comme des Garcons Robe de Chambre knitted top, 3.1 Phillip Lim oxford shoes)

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**EDIT** Comme des Garcons jacket on Ivo Milan, one of the few online stockists of this season's CdG worn with Mary Katrantzou knit dress and Nike Flyknit Trainer+ - thanks to Soili for pointing it out

Happy Camper

>> I'm still a little bit occupied by girly paraphernalia that bring out my worse hoarding tendancies but this time I have something to put on my back.  Romance was Born's embroidered denim jacket (also on sale on The Grand Social) from their A/W 12 Happy Campers collection arrived in belated fashion (given that down under, they're making way for all things summer) but closely packed stem stitches of sunrays, stars, clouds and what appears to be a UFO is appropriate any time of the year.  At the very least, it's one surefire way of coaxing me into wearing denim, a nemesis fabric of sorts.  I keep expecting the jacket to suddenly burst into a trippy happy-go-lucky animation befitting of its seventies Girl Guides/Scouts roots, one of the influences of this collection.  I never had the fortune of learning how to recognise knots or do flower pressing sessions but I'm trying my best to get my "Embroidery Appreciation" badge pinned on to this jacket.  

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(Worn with Julien David skirt)

Happy Camper

>> I'm still a little bit occupied by girly paraphernalia that bring out my worse hoarding tendancies but this time I have something to put on my back.  Romance was Born's embroidered denim jacket (also on sale on The Grand Social) from their A/W 12 Happy Campers collection arrived in belated fashion (given that down under, they're making way for all things summer) but closely packed stem stitches of sunrays, stars, clouds and what appears to be a UFO is appropriate any time of the year.  At the very least, it's one surefire way of coaxing me into wearing denim, a nemesis fabric of sorts.  I keep expecting the jacket to suddenly burst into a trippy happy-go-lucky animation befitting of its seventies Girl Guides/Scouts roots, one of the influences of this collection.  I never had the fortune of learning how to recognise knots or do flower pressing sessions but I'm trying my best to get my "Embroidery Appreciation" badge pinned on to this jacket.  

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Tao Spirit

>> You know what happens when I get back from another infinitely inspiring trip from Tokyo?  I annoyingly bang on about all the inspiring things I saw in Tokyo.  It's an affliction that will infect the blog at least twice a year as I'm sticking to my stringent schedule of biannual trips to the city.  You'll be seeing more of that over the next few weeks as I offload all the things that came back with me in my suitcase.  A trip to Tokyo isn't complete without at least one or two things that are Comme des Garçons-related.  Despite its international outposts, Tokyo is without a doubt CdG's epicentre.  It's also the city where one can find a mind bogglingly abundance of Comme product, both new and old.  I have a difficult time keeping track with all the lines that exist but a quick look around the Comme store in Aoyama keeps me in check.  Root around the designer consignment stores and vintage stores and you'll find bits from discontinued lines such as Junya Watanabe's Man Pink or Robe de Chambre.

At the top of my priority search mission on every Tokyo excusion, finding old pieces by Tao Kurihara, whose solo collection ceased in 2011, is always a joy.  However failing that, the second best thing is of course finding pieces from the Tricot Comme des Garçons LINE, designed by Kurihara to this present day.  A quick look at the new S/S 13 Tricot collection below (presented solely in Tokyo as it's mostly sold in Japan) and it's clear that those Tao-isms that I loved so much when she had her own line are still very much present - expert smocking, girlish patchworking, maximising the simplicity of shirting and denim fabrics.  Kurihara's work at Tricot represents the more overtly feminine and dare I say slightly more wearable offerings to the Comme empire (with the exception of the Comme PLAY tees and the like).  I'll keep on doing obsessive eBay/consignment store Tao searches but for now, Tricot plugs the gap quite nicely and even better when it's possible to see the full Tricot range and not just the stray few pieces that make it outside of Japan.   

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This is my latest Tricot find from the ever-trusty Rag Tag in Harajuku which is about as Tao as it comes, complete with crino tulle, crochet knit and unabashed girliness.  The Tao-tell signs are all there...   

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Tao Spirit

>> You know what happens when I get back from another infinitely inspiring trip from Tokyo?  I annoyingly bang on about all the inspiring things I saw in Tokyo.  It's an affliction that will infect the blog at least twice a year as I'm sticking to my stringent schedule of biannual trips to the city.  You'll be seeing more of that over the next few weeks as I offload all the things that came back with me in my suitcase.  A trip to Tokyo isn't complete without at least one or two things that are Comme des Garçons-related.  Despite its international outposts, Tokyo is without a doubt CdG's epicentre.  It's also the city where one can find a mind bogglingly abundance of Comme product, both new and old.  I have a difficult time keeping track with all the lines that exist but a quick look around the Comme store in Aoyama keeps me in check.  Root around the designer consignment stores and vintage stores and you'll find bits from discontinued lines such as Junya Watanabe's Man Pink or Robe de Chambre.

At the top of my priority search mission on every Tokyo excusion, finding old pieces by Tao Kurihara, whose solo collection ceased in 2011, is always a joy.  However failing that, the second best thing is of course finding pieces from the Tricot Comme des Garçons LINE, designed by Kurihara to this present day.  A quick look at the new S/S 13 Tricot collection below (presented solely in Tokyo as it's mostly sold in Japan) and it's clear that those Tao-isms that I loved so much when she had her own line are still very much present - expert smocking, girlish patchworking, maximising the simplicity of shirting and denim fabrics.  Kurihara's work at Tricot represents the more overtly feminine and dare I say slightly more wearable offerings to the Comme empire (with the exception of the Comme PLAY tees and the like).  I'll keep on doing obsessive eBay/consignment store Tao searches but for now, Tricot plugs the gap quite nicely and even better when it's possible to see the full Tricot range and not just the stray few pieces that make it outside of Japan.   

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This is my latest Tricot find from the ever-trusty Rag Tag in Harajuku which is about as Tao as it comes, complete with crino tulle, crochet knit and unabashed girliness.  The Tao-tell signs are all there...   

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Tokyo Drop In

>> It's that time again when I'm flitting about parts of the world for seemingly no apparent reason except that it will become apparent in months to come, which conveniently explains my inhospitably timed posting.  I've dropped into Tokyo for a few days for something work-related but primarily to fuel the growing dominance of Japanese brands in my wardrobe.  Meadham Kirchhoff shouts out for the Brits in this outfit (although their clothes seem to fit right into Tokyo's stylescape anyway) with this polka dot silk shirt from their A/W 12-3 disco-glam collection.  It's something that has become something of a signature fabric for the duo to use as it pops up in practically every collection - ruched, edged with lace or in a colour blocked shirt like this featuring a sole heart-shaped plastic button just to remind you that Meadham Kirchhoff are the types that are really into stickers, hearts and flowers.  As for the rest of this Tokyoite ensemble, it's Japan all the way, beginning with a blue lurex cap-benie combo hat from the A/W 12-3 Ganryu by Comme des Garcons collection.  The former Junya Watanabe pattern-maker Fumito Ganryu's menswear line (which is housed under the Comme umbrella) is scarcely found outside of Japan but both myself and Steve are constantly drawn to it whenever we're in Tokyo.  The trenchcoat is a Junya Watanabe find from the newish mahussive Rag Tag store in Harajuku.  I've extolled the virtues of designer consignment shopping in Tokyo.  Make Rag Tag (the Harajuku and Shibuya branches are best) your first destination and ye shall not be disappointed.  The collegiate shorts are by Facetasm, another label gaining momentum in the West with the likes of LN-CC showing support for this mens and womens label that cuts up sportswear, streetwear and uniform codes and splices them into strangely appealing combos.  The Japanese contingent in the wardrobe continues to grow as I've also been sneaking in a few personal orders here and there with designers such as Toga and Sacai that make my heart go ba-dump-ba-dump.  If my wardrobe was in an United Nations meeting scenario, there would be some UK vs. Japan issues to resolve.

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Worn with Rag & Bone Pilot bag and Opening Ceremony x Forfex boots

Tokyo Drop In

>> It's that time again when I'm flitting about parts of the world for seemingly no apparent reason except that it will become apparent in months to come, which conveniently explains my inhospitably timed posting.  I've dropped into Tokyo for a few days for something work-related but primarily to fuel the growing dominance of Japanese brands in my wardrobe.  Meadham Kirchhoff shouts out for the Brits in this outfit (although their clothes seem to fit right into Tokyo's stylescape anyway) with this polka dot silk shirt from their A/W 12-3 disco-glam collection.  It's something that has become something of a signature fabric for the duo to use as it pops up in practically every collection - ruched, edged with lace or in a colour blocked shirt like this featuring a sole heart-shaped plastic button just to remind you that Meadham Kirchhoff are the types that are really into stickers, hearts and flowers.  As for the rest of this Tokyoite ensemble, it's Japan all the way, beginning with a blue lurex cap-benie combo hat from the A/W 12-3 Ganryu by Comme des Garcons collection.  The former Junya Watanabe pattern-maker Fumito Ganryu's menswear line (which is housed under the Comme umbrella) is scarcely found outside of Japan but both myself and Steve are constantly drawn to it whenever we're in Tokyo.  The trenchcoat is a Junya Watanabe find from the newish mahussive Rag Tag store in Harajuku.  I've extolled the virtues of designer consignment shopping in Tokyo.  Make Rag Tag (the Harajuku and Shibuya branches are best) your first destination and ye shall not be disappointed.  The collegiate shorts are by Facetasm, another label gaining momentum in the West with the likes of LN-CC showing support for this mens and womens label that cuts up sportswear, streetwear and uniform codes and splices them into strangely appealing combos.  The Japanese contingent in the wardrobe continues to grow as I've also been sneaking in a few personal orders here and there with designers such as Toga and Sacai that make my heart go ba-dump-ba-dump.  If my wardrobe was in an United Nations meeting scenario, there would be some UK vs. Japan issues to resolve.

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Worn with Rag & Bone Pilot bag and Opening Ceremony x Forfex boots

OC London: Final Word

This is just me, hanging out with Humberto Leon, Carol Lim of Opening Ceremony, Chloë Sevigny and Henry Holland - ya know - maxing and relaxing.  We weren't shooting the breeze talking about rem…. wanderlust and irony (you don't know how hard it was to resist asking Ms. Sevigny about those videos).  I along with Henry were there to moderate a Q&A with Humberto, Carol and Chloë to celebrate the official opening of the official Opening Ceremony London store.

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They went all out with a big shebang that involved lobster noodles at a cheesy Chinatown restaurant, mariachi dancers and hula hoop girls last time when they opened up their pop-up store on King Street.  Now the dust has settled a bit, they bring us their bigger, better-laid-out and more importantly PROPER store down the road on 35 King Street.  It feels proper because of the amount of stock that's there and the fact that it's so open-plan.  It currently occupies one floor but there are plans to expand into the basement.  With the selection of brands, they've made a point of stocking all the stuff that we can't get out mitts on and not doubling up on brands that are already well-represented in London (no J.W. Anderson, Christopher Kane, Proenza Schouler etc…) but plenty of the stuff that I personally love.  In particular their Korean label section with labels like Kaal E Suktae, Kye and Steve J & Yoni P is really strong.  There's the expected lot of Kenzo, Opening Ceremony own brand line and a few of their collabs too but as you can read on the brand list on the mirror below, there are a lot of unfamiliar labels for even the most hardcore of fash kids to discover.  Like I said, OC is always a place of discovery for me, making me feel like I haven't done my job properly because I always find something to go home and research about.  

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As for the Q&A itself, the guys were pros at talking about their beginnings, their friendship and their collaborations.  The key point to take away is that whilst Carol and Humberto had no formal experience of retailing, they always approached the look and feel of the store and the buy as a consumer.  They are consummate shoppers and have an eye for truffling out treasure and ever keen to want to bring that sense of newness to Opening Ceremony, hence why they excitedly shop in their own stores, rifling through the racks after hours.  Chloë is a genuine diehard supporter of the store and what they do.  She was showing her support by wearing a Kenzo suit and an embellished vintage beret (apparently she has a thing for decorated berets).  With regards to her collaboration with Opening Ceremony, she regularly takes inspiration from the streets, observing life in her nearby Tompkins Square Park as well as working with the duo to eke out ideas from her collaged sketches (which I'd love to see).  As for the other collaborations that Opening Ceremony do, I did ask whether Humberto and Carol had any dream collabs in mind.  They've pretty much nailed some of them already but Humberto threw out a few wish list ideas like Esprit, Benetton and Fiorucci - brands of yesteryear that were brilliant at one point and could do with an update.  If anyone can make it happen, those guys can.  A little-known fact?  They had a few lame name choices in the hat before the store was officially christened Opening Ceremony.  Imagine Passport as a store name?  Nah… 

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I did a spot of shopping myself as you can see from my Cher a la Clueless laden-with-bags shot.  I naturally veered towards anything with a fuzzy texture.  I think I was sub consciously going for  the look of a Care Bear as I picked up a faux fur skirted Fleamadonnadress and a sweatshirt with monster sleeves and a fleecy back by New York reworked vintage label Reborn Process.  I'm wearing the sweatshirt on the flight to San Francisco today as we speak and yes, I will in fact be rubbing by arms needlessly.

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May I belatedly I mention that I had the MOST fun in a LONG time at the Opening Ceremony 10 Year Anniversary Party back in New York during fashion week.  I have no preconception of all the various legendary NY club nights that the party referenced and had condensed into one mahussive Webster Hall but I definitely got a taste of some of them thanks to OC.  The best thing about it?  That it wasn't like a fashion party at all.  People actually danced.  They didn't shuffle around meekly with their drinks.  Talking to strangers didn't involve awkward small talk.  Oh and in every party picture of me there's a broad smile that was completely dance-induced.  

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OC London: Final Word

This is just me, hanging out with Humberto Leon, Carol Lim of Opening Ceremony, Chloë Sevigny and Henry Holland - ya know - maxing and relaxing.  We weren't shooting the breeze talking about rem…. wanderlust and irony (you don't know how hard it was to resist asking Ms. Sevigny about those videos).  I along with Henry were there to moderate a Q&A with Humberto, Carol and Chloë to celebrate the official opening of the official Opening Ceremony London store.

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They went all out with a big shebang that involved lobster noodles at a cheesy Chinatown restaurant, mariachi dancers and hula hoop girls last time when they opened up their pop-up store on King Street.  Now the dust has settled a bit, they bring us their bigger, better-laid-out and more importantly PROPER store down the road on 35 King Street.  It feels proper because of the amount of stock that's there and the fact that it's so open-plan.  It currently occupies one floor but there are plans to expand into the basement.  With the selection of brands, they've made a point of stocking all the stuff that we can't get out mitts on and not doubling up on brands that are already well-represented in London (no J.W. Anderson, Christopher Kane, Proenza Schouler etc…) but plenty of the stuff that I personally love.  In particular their Korean label section with labels like Kaal E Suktae, Kye and Steve J & Yoni P is really strong.  There's the expected lot of Kenzo, Opening Ceremony own brand line and a few of their collabs too but as you can read on the brand list on the mirror below, there are a lot of unfamiliar labels for even the most hardcore of fash kids to discover.  Like I said, OC is always a place of discovery for me, making me feel like I haven't done my job properly because I always find something to go home and research about.  

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As for the Q&A itself, the guys were pros at talking about their beginnings, their friendship and their collaborations.  The key point to take away is that whilst Carol and Humberto had no formal experience of retailing, they always approached the look and feel of the store and the buy as a consumer.  They are consummate shoppers and have an eye for truffling out treasure and ever keen to want to bring that sense of newness to Opening Ceremony, hence why they excitedly shop in their own stores, rifling through the racks after hours.  Chloë is a genuine diehard supporter of the store and what they do.  She was showing her support by wearing a Kenzo suit and an embellished vintage beret (apparently she has a thing for decorated berets).  With regards to her collaboration with Opening Ceremony, she regularly takes inspiration from the streets, observing life in her nearby Tompkins Square Park as well as working with the duo to eke out ideas from her collaged sketches (which I'd love to see).  As for the other collaborations that Opening Ceremony do, I did ask whether Humberto and Carol had any dream collabs in mind.  They've pretty much nailed some of them already but Humberto threw out a few wish list ideas like Esprit, Benetton and Fiorucci - brands of yesteryear that were brilliant at one point and could do with an update.  If anyone can make it happen, those guys can.  A little-known fact?  They had a few lame name choices in the hat before the store was officially christened Opening Ceremony.  Imagine Passport as a store name?  Nah… 

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I did a spot of shopping myself as you can see from my Cher a la Clueless laden-with-bags shot.  I naturally veered towards anything with a fuzzy texture.  I think I was sub consciously going for  the look of a Care Bear as I picked up a faux fur skirted Fleamadonnadress and a sweatshirt with monster sleeves and a fleecy back by New York reworked vintage label Reborn Process.  I'm wearing the sweatshirt on the flight to San Francisco today as we speak and yes, I will in fact be rubbing by arms needlessly.

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Worn with J.W. Anderson skirt

May I belatedly I mention that I had the MOST fun in a LONG time at the Opening Ceremony 10 Year Anniversary Party back in New York during fashion week.  I have no preconception of all the various legendary NY club nights that the party referenced and had condensed into one mahussive Webster Hall but I definitely got a taste of some of them thanks to OC.  The best thing about it?  That it wasn't like a fashion party at all.  People actually danced.  They didn't shuffle around meekly with their drinks.  Talking to strangers didn't involve awkward small talk.  Oh and in every party picture of me there's a broad smile that was completely dance-induced.  

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Looking Back

I know I keep banging on about re-acclimatising back to London after travelling for so long.  It's starting to sound like a broken record even as the words leave my mouth whenever I'm chatting to someone about what I've been up to the last few months.  Still, I can't quite express how satisfying it is to get back to doing all of my favourite things in London, pottering about at snail's pace and not wondering whether there's a flight to catch within a day or so.

In particular, I'm looking forward to a summer of rooting around for treasure.  There's a feast of car boot sales, charity shops and vintage stores to go digging through because frankly I'm missing the challenge and the thrill of finding something in person and yipping up and down, much to the bemusement of sellers and shop keepers.  In the meantime, places like Liberty's Dress Box Vintage department and Strut on Broadway Market are making it rather easy for me to feel somewhat gratified.  Both stores sent two pieces of vintage Alexander McQueen my way, which gives me an excuse to trawl through the ever useful The Fashion Spot McQueen threads.  

The first piece found at Liberty's Dress Box Vintage section, was an easily identifiable skirt from McQueen's S/S 2000 collection "Eye", which by my recollection wasn't exactly well-received but it showed some cultural and religious probing on McQueen's part with its references to patriarchy in Islamic society.  This was McQueen's first show in New York, and the show went on despite Hurricane Floyd hitting New York on the night, which to me reads as a strange premonition for the cultural anxiety over Islam-related terror groups that would ensue after 9/11.  The skirt is almost belt-like with its curved side-split which recalls Islamic art motifs.  The sales assistant at Liberty assured me that it would look great on because on the hanger it did look like a lost bit of curtain fabric.  I don't normally fall for that old chestnut but she proved me wrong as on, it was the curve of the split that really showcased McQueen's hand for precise pattern cutting, even on a belt-like throwaway skirt.

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(Worn with vintage Romanian embroidered blouse, Miu Miu flares, Balenciaga shoes)

The second piece, which I bought at Strut at Broadway Market yesterday when they were having a Super Saturday Sale, was a tougher cookie to crack.  The label reads pre-fall 2005 but sadly there aren't any pictures online that I can find of the pre-fall collection.  This was a time when pre-collections weren't the third and fourth proper seasonal fashion weeks they've become now.  The jacket at first glance doesn't even read McQueen to me until you look at the inklings from the preceeding S/S 2005 collection.  Entitled "It's Only a Game", McQueen reworked many of his greatest hits but with a lighter touch and presented this magnificent array as a chess board.  The girlish Edwardian theme that is prevalent in the collection is the connecting strand to this checked jacket with its nipped-in waist, pinked edged embellishment and pleated swirls.  It's difficult to fully assume that of course without seeing the whole pre-fall collection but it's also odd that the jacket seems even more out of place when compared to the A/W 2005-6 collection "The Man Who Knew Too Much", with its odes to Hitchcock Heroines.  It's in the lining of the jacket and the construction of the front panels of the jacket that you can read McQueen's design traits even if the pattern and print say otherwise.  I'm not one to nit pick though.  I'll take this annonymous McQueen specimen over fruitless shopping anyday.  

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(Worn with Equipment shirt, Miu Miu skirt, Karen Walker cap, Nike x Liberty Blazers)

Looking Back

I know I keep banging on about re-acclimatising back to London after travelling for so long.  It's starting to sound like a broken record even as the words leave my mouth whenever I'm chatting to someone about what I've been up to the last few months.  Still, I can't quite express how satisfying it is to get back to doing all of my favourite things in London, pottering about at snail's pace and not wondering whether there's a flight to catch within a day or so.

In particular, I'm looking forward to a summer of rooting around for treasure.  There's a feast of car boot sales, charity shops and vintage stores to go digging through because frankly I'm missing the challenge and the thrill of finding something in person and yipping up and down, much to the bemusement of sellers and shop keepers.  In the meantime, places like Liberty's Dress Box Vintage department and Strut on Broadway Market are making it rather easy for me to feel somewhat gratified.  Both stores sent two pieces of vintage Alexander McQueen my way, which gives me an excuse to trawl through the ever useful The Fashion Spot McQueen threads.  

The first piece found at Liberty's Dress Box Vintage section, was an easily identifiable skirt from McQueen's S/S 2000 collection "Eye", which by my recollection wasn't exactly well-received but it showed some cultural and religious probing on McQueen's part with its references to patriarchy in Islamic society.  This was McQueen's first show in New York, and the show went on despite Hurricane Floyd hitting New York on the night, which to me reads as a strange premonition for the cultural anxiety over Islam-related terror groups that would ensue after 9/11.  The skirt is almost belt-like with its curved side-split which recalls Islamic art motifs.  The sales assistant at Liberty assured me that it would look great on because on the hanger it did look like a lost bit of curtain fabric.  I don't normally fall for that old chestnut but she proved me wrong as on, it was the curve of the split that really showcased McQueen's hand for precise pattern cutting, even on a belt-like throwaway skirt.

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(Worn with vintage Romanian embroidered blouse, Miu Miu flares, Balenciaga shoes)

The second piece, which I bought at Strut at Broadway Market yesterday when they were having a Super Saturday Sale, was a tougher cookie to crack.  The label reads pre-fall 2005 but sadly there aren't any pictures online that I can find of the pre-fall collection.  This was a time when pre-collections weren't the third and fourth proper seasonal fashion weeks they've become now.  The jacket at first glance doesn't even read McQueen to me until you look at the inklings from the preceeding S/S 2005 collection.  Entitled "It's Only a Game", McQueen reworked many of his greatest hits but with a lighter touch and presented this magnificent array as a chess board.  The girlish Edwardian theme that is prevalent in the collection is the connecting strand to this checked jacket with its nipped-in waist, pinked edged embellishment and pleated swirls.  It's difficult to fully assume that of course without seeing the whole pre-fall collection but it's also odd that the jacket seems even more out of place when compared to the A/W 2005-6 collection "The Man Who Knew Too Much", with its odes to Hitchcock Heroines.  It's in the lining of the jacket and the construction of the front panels of the jacket that you can read McQueen's design traits even if the pattern and print say otherwise.  I'm not one to nit pick though.  I'll take this annonymous McQueen specimen over fruitless shopping anyday.  

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(Worn with Equipment shirt, Miu Miu skirt, Karen Walker cap, Nike x Liberty Blazers)

Caught in my Net

>> I haven't mined the sales in shops at all but online, I've been eye-balling them quite a bit since I've settled back into the days of dossing about in the house, switching between Wimbledon, work and needless attacks on the Krackerwheat.  Kenzo made their sale enticing with Jean Paul Goude-style graphic/photo composition, a style that permeates what I think is a brilliant website, going hand in hand with Carol Lim and Humberto Leon's vision for Kenzo.  Actually, THE Jean Paul Goude has just shot their A/W 12-3 campaign too, featuring a very cute Xiao Wen throwing some shapes.       

I caught this bucket bag at a price that suddenly doesn't look so bad because of all the Euro hoo-ha.  Now I've strung it up and used it to catch a Oaxacan horse that just happened to be galloping by.  Little did it know that it was going to be fall right into my Kenzo fisherman's net trap.  In addition to dossing around, screaming at the telly and stuffing crackers into my mouth, it's games like this that keep the imagination ticking along.  Can you tell that I need to get out of the house a bit more?    

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Caught in my Net

>> I haven't mined the sales in shops at all but online, I've been eye-balling them quite a bit since I've settled back into the days of dossing about in the house, switching between Wimbledon, work and needless attacks on the Krackerwheat.  Kenzo made their sale enticing with Jean Paul Goude-style graphic/photo composition, a style that permeates what I think is a brilliant website, going hand in hand with Carol Lim and Humberto Leon's vision for Kenzo.  Actually, THE Jean Paul Goude has just shot their A/W 12-3 campaign too, featuring a very cute Xiao Wen throwing some shapes.       

I caught this bucket bag at a price that suddenly doesn't look so bad because of all the Euro hoo-ha.  Now I've strung it up and used it to catch a Oaxacan horse that just happened to be galloping by.  Little did it know that it was going to be fall right into my Kenzo fisherman's net trap.  In addition to dossing around, screaming at the telly and stuffing crackers into my mouth, it's games like this that keep the imagination ticking along.  Can you tell that I need to get out of the house a bit more?    

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Tatty Divine

What was going to be the cure to make me fall in love with London again after being on the road for the last few months?  A long and properly indepth studio visit and this one feels grossly overdue.  I doubt anybody reading this blog is a stranger to Tatty Devine jewellery.  Considering how stalking their old store in Soho and their Brick Lane shop has been so ingrained into my late teen/early twenties years, I feel somewhat of a dunce for properly blogging about them now.  However I was presented with the unique opportunity of coming to their Gibraltar Walk studio just behind their Brick Lane store and cooking up something quite unique with the jewellery duo.  

I'll spare you the loooooong Tatty Devine spiel and make it short.  Rosie Wolfenden and Harriet Vine met at Chelsea School of Art's fine art course and set up Tatty Devine in 1999, selling their leather wrist cuffs at markets.  They then set upon a course that would change the face of jewellery vocabulary as they pioneered the use of perspex in their work, creating iconic classics such as their name necklaces, their moustache and glasses necklaces and establishing a brand that is about as British as they come.  There's nothing twee or hackneyed about Tatty Devine's Britishness though but it's something that is intrinsically ingrained into the brand and for thirteen years has set Tatty Devine on a path, which intersects fashion, design and art. 

It's difficult to explain just how revolutionary at the time it was for Tatty Devine to make jewellery using perspex.  It just didn't really exist bar some poppy plastic specimens of the sixties and eighties.  The motifs they came up with certainly hadn't been thought of previously.  The high street may be awash with the stuff now but back in the day, Tatty Devine were really creating something quite unique and shocking in some ways.  Since the growth of the brand of course, there have been SO many appropriations and imitations of Tatty Devine's work - too many to list here - but the primary example of course being the recent Claire's Accessories case.  The chain had replicated (poorly, I might add) quite a few of Tatty Devine's most iconic designs, but fortunately, their fanbase came to the rescue and caused a Twitter storm as well as getting the story publicised in the national media.  Subsequently Claire's did retract the products but it's an ongoing battle with countless retailers and designers.  The identity of Tatty Devine designs like the moustache and the glasses necklace are so well established,  that they have become part of jewellery/accessories design language.  Their methods and motifs are continuously replicated and re-appropriated through the high street and even through young designers, who unconsciously reference Tatty Devine without knowing it themselves.  Rosie and Harriet are both resigned to this fact and so continue to plough on, pushing the boundaries of their perspex jewellery, trying new techniques and materials to ensure they stay ahead of the game.  Their designs have ultimately become more complex, which therefore seemed like a perfect time for me to storm into the studio making outrageous demands.   

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Rosie and Harriet are ultimately miscellany people - i.e. people who collect, gather and accumulate.  Stepping into their office, crammed with books, toys, materials and all manner of bits and bobs, I could definitely see our spirits mingling over a cup of a tea.  Precisely why over the years, they've been able to come up with so many different themes to base their collections, inspired by everything and anything.  Their collections begin with discussions of possible ideas and then Harriet takes the design process further with physical tests with materials and Rosie is free to look after the admin and business side of the brand.  For spring summer 2013, there'll be an explosion of colour, neons and Indian goddesses.  They've also started experimenting with liquid enamels that looks sort of like nail polish, which is getting them very excited.     

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Over emails we had all discussed what Tatty Devine would potentially be making for me.  At the time of course, I was still bowled over from my Mexico City trip and the cross-stitch embroidery from the poncho I bought at Ciudadela was my primary source of inspiration. 

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As it happens, Tatty Devine's S/S 12 collection was also a love fest of all things Mexican, featuring embroidery motifs, Day of the Dead skulls and Frida Kahlo.  Neither Rosie nor Harriet has been to Mexico but the vibes were definitely spot on in terms of the punches of colour and more is more mentality. 

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Harriet looked at the marigolds in the embroidery and after printing them out a pixelated version of the photo, that became the isolated design that would feature in the final piece. 

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Harriet also had other source material such as this wonderful book on pressed flowers.  Care to make a little person playing tennis with dried mimosas and honeysuckles?  Not for the pressed flower amateurs out there...

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Initially, we were going for a necklace but in the end, I gravitated towards my natural state of being, which is to have something floating on top of my head so we decided on a headpiece. 

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I also wanted to incorporate the cross stitch and textiles element into the flowers and so Harriet had done a few tests beforehand to try this out.  We decided the cross stitch looked quite fiddly so we went for the vertical strokes instead.  The growth of Tatty Devine, with the company now employing thirty people, has enabled Harriet and Rose to concentrate on their respective roles with Harriet specifically enjoying the experimentation and materials development side of things.  These are the "fun" bits that get the duo going, hence why they'd get so worked up over new perspex colours of the discovery of a new technique or material. 

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Speaking of perspex colours, I was faced with quite the choice for my floral headdress, going far and beyond the perspex availability I had back in D.T. class at school.  There are colours here that Tatty Devine have had to create themselves just because they couldn't get the shades they wanted.  Most of the perspex is sourced from the UK but when needs must, they also get some of their perspex from New Jersey in the States where there happens to be more choice in finishes, colours and effects. 

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These sherbet-y fluoros had just landed into the office, which caused both Rosie and Harriet to squeal a little.  I don't think I've ever seen anybody so excited over a swatch of plastic but it was definitely infectious as I ended poring over the freshly delivered box of swatches too, wondering what they'll be cooking up with all these new perspexes. 

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Tatty Devine may be primarily known for perspex jewellery but over the years they've also incorporated wood, enamel, leather and textiles into their work.  These formica surfaces were quite tempting too what with my obsession with all things Balenciaga A/W 10-related.   

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In the end, we settled on using the pastels, with the lilac being a new colour that Tatty Devine haven't actually introduced properly into their collections yet.

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In honour of the new shade of perspex, I think this Parma Violets necklace will be hitting stores soon.  I'm not so keen on the sweets but they smell and look great. 

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We also pumped for some of these clear perspexes with a hint of colour. 

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I was going to go overboard and stick on as many of these iced gem-esque flowers but I tried to control myself.  It was hard to resist though, considering Rosie and Harriet had laid out these boxes of treats as decorative options for my head dress. 

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On Illustrator, Harriet mapped out the layout incorporating the leaves and also drew out a flower that had the square serrated edges of the initial cross-stitched marigold on the embroidery.  I loved watching Harriet work swiftly on Illustrator, a skill that she admits has been honed over the years, enabling her to get the symmetry and science of the jewellery absolutely spot on.  Science, you ask?  Joining up fifty perspex pieces for instance in a dinosaur necklace and getting it to balance and swing correctly when worn can be a trying process.  Harriet and Rosie go through tests with their jewellery ensuring that wearability can be achieved.  This is done through errr... a very exacting and scientific method of jumping up and down in the office, to make sure none of the bits fall off. 

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Downstairs in the basement of the office is the workshop where Tatty Devine make most of their jewellery - samples, intricate pieces and one-offs.  Tatty Devine have another workshop in Rochester, Kent (where Harriet is from) where some of their more simpler and popular pieces are made.  For some reason, I assumed that Tatty Devine, with the amount of stock they shift, would have outsourced production by now but this is a far better solution where both Rosie and Harriet can oversee the production of their jewellery in person and ensure that everything is finished to the standard that they personally care so much about. 

Having spent an entire day at Tatty Devine headquarters, it's got to be said that I haven't come across such a happy work environment for quite some time.  Ok, the 28 degree sunshine helped but the mainly young and female staff all looked so jolly and happy to be working there, whether they were doing Photoshopping, handling the laser-cutter or stringing up teensy tiny bits of perspex.  Harriet said that someone compared their brand to The House of Eliott, the BBC TV show that EVERYONE NEEDS TO WATCH (ok, only if you're into period dramas).  The comparison is a fairly solid one.  Two women helming a fashion business and experiencing both adversity and success, with a small but supportive workforce behind them.   Except I dont think there are backstabbing seamstresses and vendors at Tatty Devine.  Instead, we have happy girls bustling about, proudly wearing Tatty Devine jewellery, all excited to do what they're doing.  

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The central hub of the Tatty Devine operation has got to be this heffer of a machine - the laser cutter.  They also have a smaller one that is portable, enabling Tatty Devine to do laser-cutting on the go at special events and in-store but the big one is the mothership that cuts up most of the pieces for sampling and production. 

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Becky is the laser-cutting maestro in charge of cutting up the perspex and ensuring there is minimal wastage.  It was fascinating to watch her handle the CorelDraw files and send the files off to print in the laser cutter, where magic things happen.  

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In a matter of seconds, we have the perfectly formed flower, pre-cut with holes, ready for threading up. 

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I loved the way the edges came out on the clear perspex...

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Harriet and I made a trip to Frankle's Trimmings down the road, a legendary place that is housed in an old art deco cinema.  Brick Lane and its surroundings may have been eroded over the years of the trimmings and fabric wholesalers but Frankle's remains and it's a messy haven of ribbon, elastic, zippers and all kinds of things that girls like me collect and gather up in forgotten boxes.  We hunted down some of the brightest and girliest hues of ribbons and thread, resembling something like the girl's toys section of the Argos catalogue.  Tatty Devine moved into Brick Lane in 2001 alongside millinery neighbours Bernstock Speirs and together they've witnessed the changes to the dynamics of Brick Lane from its slightly grotty and unloved beginnings to the now overly trendy and somewhat corporate takeovers.  Some things never change though and Frankle's along with treasures like E. Pellici's cafe hopefully won't succumb to the gentrification process.

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I think Harriet was subconsciously chanelling elements of her dress into the headdress and I was vaguely thinking of Marni's S/S 12 collection with its plastel (yes, I have fused pastel and plastic into one) florals. 

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Harriet and her assistant threaded up the flowers ready to start arranging on the base head piece. 

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This was definitely the fun part where you place the flowers on the band, to-ing and fro-ing over whether the colours clash or not.  This is where the naturally feminine sensibility of wanting to arrange our felt tip pens or coloured pencils in the right (not the same thing as correct...) way, comes into play. 

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Once the arrangement was decided upon, Harriet set about sewing the flowers to the base perspex piece, drilling holes and threading the flowers through.  At this point, the process from design to decisions to laser-cutting to finishing had pretty much taken up the whole day, which is probably why Tatty Devine don't really do many custom pieces as part of their day-to-day routine.  Back in the day, they'd constantly create things for shoots and collaborate with the likes of Ashish, Peter Jensen and Basso & Brooke on catwalk jewellery.  This may be something that Tatty Devine would like to venture back into or even develop as an idea for customers as they're also about to launch in-store name necklace laser-cutting at their Covent Garden store as well as creating workshops for people to come to the studio and make their own necklace.  This opening up of the process of their jewellery to the public could make way for more interactive events in the future.  If it's every bit as exciting as the day I had yesterday, people are definitely in for a treat.   

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The final bit of probing whilst Harriet was sewing away was my one and only niggle... "What if you've run out of ideas for what to do with perspex?"  It's as simple as this.  "Then we move on to something else!" says Harriet.  It's a succinct solution for a problem that doesn't actually seem to be on the horizon anytime soon.  It may have been a moot question given that the duo are constantly seeking out new collaborations, new materials and new ideas to invigorate what they do.  If the medium of perspex has been successful for them for over a decade, then who's to say it won't be the material that keeps on giving for years to come.

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Once Harriet had sewed on all the little leaves and the glued on the smaller flowers, I was pretty much jumping for joy at the prospect of being crowned with this floral headdress that basically sums up everything I love within a 30cm semicircle.  The final touch were the ribbons we had picked up at Frankle's to tie up at the side as streamers.

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Can you see the smiles bouncing off these pics?  I assured Harriet and Rosie that I would not have a shortage of clothing to match up with their wonderful creation.  The Jil Sander shirt here is just the tip of the iceberg.  This will be the summer where I'm THAT girl with the perspex floral headdress and I fully intend on overwearing it to death, until someone physically tries to wrangle it off my head. 

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Tatty Divine

What was going to be the cure to make me fall in love with London again after being on the road for the last few months?  A long and properly indepth studio visit and this one feels grossly overdue.  I doubt anybody reading this blog is a stranger to Tatty Devine jewellery.  Considering how stalking their old store in Soho and their Brick Lane shop has been so ingrained into my late teen/early twenties years, I feel somewhat of a dunce for properly blogging about them now.  However I was presented with the unique opportunity of coming to their Gibraltar Walk studio just behind their Brick Lane store and cooking up something quite unique with the jewellery duo.  

I'll spare you the loooooong Tatty Devine spiel and make it short.  Rosie Wolfenden and Harriet Vine met at Chelsea School of Art's fine art course and set up Tatty Devine in 1999, selling their leather wrist cuffs at markets.  They then set upon a course that would change the face of jewellery vocabulary as they pioneered the use of perspex in their work, creating iconic classics such as their name necklaces, their moustache and glasses necklaces and establishing a brand that is about as British as they come.  There's nothing twee or hackneyed about Tatty Devine's Britishness though but it's something that is intrinsically ingrained into the brand and for thirteen years has set Tatty Devine on a path, which intersects fashion, design and art. 

It's difficult to explain just how revolutionary at the time it was for Tatty Devine to make jewellery using perspex.  It just didn't really exist bar some poppy plastic specimens of the sixties and eighties.  The motifs they came up with certainly hadn't been thought of previously.  The high street may be awash with the stuff now but back in the day, Tatty Devine were really creating something quite unique and shocking in some ways.  Since the growth of the brand of course, there have been SO many appropriations and imitations of Tatty Devine's work - too many to list here - but the primary example of course being the recent Claire's Accessories case.  The chain had replicated (poorly, I might add) quite a few of Tatty Devine's most iconic designs, but fortunately, their fanbase came to the rescue and caused a Twitter storm as well as getting the story publicised in the national media.  Subsequently Claire's did retract the products but it's an ongoing battle with countless retailers and designers.  The identity of Tatty Devine designs like the moustache and the glasses necklace are so well established,  that they have become part of jewellery/accessories design language.  Their methods and motifs are continuously replicated and re-appropriated through the high street and even through young designers, who unconsciously reference Tatty Devine without knowing it themselves.  Rosie and Harriet are both resigned to this fact and so continue to plough on, pushing the boundaries of their perspex jewellery, trying new techniques and materials to ensure they stay ahead of the game.  Their designs have ultimately become more complex, which therefore seemed like a perfect time for me to storm into the studio making outrageous demands.   

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Rosie and Harriet are ultimately miscellany people - i.e. people who collect, gather and accumulate.  Stepping into their office, crammed with books, toys, materials and all manner of bits and bobs, I could definitely see our spirits mingling over a cup of a tea.  Precisely why over the years, they've been able to come up with so many different themes to base their collections, inspired by everything and anything.  Their collections begin with discussions of possible ideas and then Harriet takes the design process further with physical tests with materials and Rosie is free to look after the admin and business side of the brand.  For spring summer 2013, there'll be an explosion of colour, neons and Indian goddesses.  They've also started experimenting with liquid enamels that looks sort of like nail polish, which is getting them very excited.     

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Over emails we had all discussed what Tatty Devine would potentially be making for me.  At the time of course, I was still bowled over from my Mexico City trip and the cross-stitch embroidery from the poncho I bought at Ciudadela was my primary source of inspiration. 

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As it happens, Tatty Devine's S/S 12 collection was also a love fest of all things Mexican, featuring embroidery motifs, Day of the Dead skulls and Frida Kahlo.  Neither Rosie nor Harriet has been to Mexico but the vibes were definitely spot on in terms of the punches of colour and more is more mentality. 

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Harriet looked at the marigolds in the embroidery and after printing them out a pixelated version of the photo, that became the isolated design that would feature in the final piece. 

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Harriet also had other source material such as this wonderful book on pressed flowers.  Care to make a little person playing tennis with dried mimosas and honeysuckles?  Not for the pressed flower amateurs out there...

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Initially, we were going for a necklace but in the end, I gravitated towards my natural state of being, which is to have something floating on top of my head so we decided on a headpiece. 

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I also wanted to incorporate the cross stitch and textiles element into the flowers and so Harriet had done a few tests beforehand to try this out.  We decided the cross stitch looked quite fiddly so we went for the vertical strokes instead.  The growth of Tatty Devine, with the company now employing thirty people, has enabled Harriet and Rose to concentrate on their respective roles with Harriet specifically enjoying the experimentation and materials development side of things.  These are the "fun" bits that get the duo going, hence why they'd get so worked up over new perspex colours of the discovery of a new technique or material. 

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Speaking of perspex colours, I was faced with quite the choice for my floral headdress, going far and beyond the perspex availability I had back in D.T. class at school.  There are colours here that Tatty Devine have had to create themselves just because they couldn't get the shades they wanted.  Most of the perspex is sourced from the UK but when needs must, they also get some of their perspex from New Jersey in the States where there happens to be more choice in finishes, colours and effects. 

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These sherbet-y fluoros had just landed into the office, which caused both Rosie and Harriet to squeal a little.  I don't think I've ever seen anybody so excited over a swatch of plastic but it was definitely infectious as I ended poring over the freshly delivered box of swatches too, wondering what they'll be cooking up with all these new perspexes. 

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Tatty Devine may be primarily known for perspex jewellery but over the years they've also incorporated wood, enamel, leather and textiles into their work.  These formica surfaces were quite tempting too what with my obsession with all things Balenciaga A/W 10-related.   

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In the end, we settled on using the pastels, with the lilac being a new colour that Tatty Devine haven't actually introduced properly into their collections yet.

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In honour of the new shade of perspex, I think this Parma Violets necklace will be hitting stores soon.  I'm not so keen on the sweets but they smell and look great. 

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We also pumped for some of these clear perspexes with a hint of colour. 

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I was going to go overboard and stick on as many of these iced gem-esque flowers but I tried to control myself.  It was hard to resist though, considering Rosie and Harriet had laid out these boxes of treats as decorative options for my head dress. 

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On Illustrator, Harriet mapped out the layout incorporating the leaves and also drew out a flower that had the square serrated edges of the initial cross-stitched marigold on the embroidery.  I loved watching Harriet work swiftly on Illustrator, a skill that she admits has been honed over the years, enabling her to get the symmetry and science of the jewellery absolutely spot on.  Science, you ask?  Joining up fifty perspex pieces for instance in a dinosaur necklace and getting it to balance and swing correctly when worn can be a trying process.  Harriet and Rosie go through tests with their jewellery ensuring that wearability can be achieved.  This is done through errr... a very exacting and scientific method of jumping up and down in the office, to make sure none of the bits fall off. 

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Downstairs in the basement of the office is the workshop where Tatty Devine make most of their jewellery - samples, intricate pieces and one-offs.  Tatty Devine have another workshop in Rochester, Kent (where Harriet is from) where some of their more simpler and popular pieces are made.  For some reason, I assumed that Tatty Devine, with the amount of stock they shift, would have outsourced production by now but this is a far better solution where both Rosie and Harriet can oversee the production of their jewellery in person and ensure that everything is finished to the standard that they personally care so much about. 

Having spent an entire day at Tatty Devine headquarters, it's got to be said that I haven't come across such a happy work environment for quite some time.  Ok, the 28 degree sunshine helped but the mainly young and female staff all looked so jolly and happy to be working there, whether they were doing Photoshopping, handling the laser-cutter or stringing up teensy tiny bits of perspex.  Harriet said that someone compared their brand to The House of Eliott, the BBC TV show that EVERYONE NEEDS TO WATCH (ok, only if you're into period dramas).  The comparison is a fairly solid one.  Two women helming a fashion business and experiencing both adversity and success, with a small but supportive workforce behind them.   Except I dont think there are backstabbing seamstresses and vendors at Tatty Devine.  Instead, we have happy girls bustling about, proudly wearing Tatty Devine jewellery, all excited to do what they're doing.  

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The central hub of the Tatty Devine operation has got to be this heffer of a machine - the laser cutter.  They also have a smaller one that is portable, enabling Tatty Devine to do laser-cutting on the go at special events and in-store but the big one is the mothership that cuts up most of the pieces for sampling and production. 

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Becky is the laser-cutting maestro in charge of cutting up the perspex and ensuring there is minimal wastage.  It was fascinating to watch her handle the CorelDraw files and send the files off to print in the laser cutter, where magic things happen.  

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In a matter of seconds, we have the perfectly formed flower, pre-cut with holes, ready for threading up. 

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I loved the way the edges came out on the clear perspex...

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Harriet and I made a trip to Frankle's Trimmings down the road, a legendary place that is housed in an old art deco cinema.  Brick Lane and its surroundings may have been eroded over the years of the trimmings and fabric wholesalers but Frankle's remains and it's a messy haven of ribbon, elastic, zippers and all kinds of things that girls like me collect and gather up in forgotten boxes.  We hunted down some of the brightest and girliest hues of ribbons and thread, resembling something like the girl's toys section of the Argos catalogue.  Tatty Devine moved into Brick Lane in 2001 alongside millinery neighbours Bernstock Speirs and together they've witnessed the changes to the dynamics of Brick Lane from its slightly grotty and unloved beginnings to the now overly trendy and somewhat corporate takeovers.  Some things never change though and Frankle's along with treasures like E. Pellici's cafe hopefully won't succumb to the gentrification process.

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I think Harriet was subconsciously chanelling elements of her dress into the headdress and I was vaguely thinking of Marni's S/S 12 collection with its plastel (yes, I have fused pastel and plastic into one) florals. 

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Harriet and her assistant threaded up the flowers ready to start arranging on the base head piece. 

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This was definitely the fun part where you place the flowers on the band, to-ing and fro-ing over whether the colours clash or not.  This is where the naturally feminine sensibility of wanting to arrange our felt tip pens or coloured pencils in the right (not the same thing as correct...) way, comes into play. 

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Once the arrangement was decided upon, Harriet set about sewing the flowers to the base perspex piece, drilling holes and threading the flowers through.  At this point, the process from design to decisions to laser-cutting to finishing had pretty much taken up the whole day, which is probably why Tatty Devine don't really do many custom pieces as part of their day-to-day routine.  Back in the day, they'd constantly create things for shoots and collaborate with the likes of Ashish, Peter Jensen and Basso & Brooke on catwalk jewellery.  This may be something that Tatty Devine would like to venture back into or even develop as an idea for customers as they're also about to launch in-store name necklace laser-cutting at their Covent Garden store as well as creating workshops for people to come to the studio and make their own necklace.  This opening up of the process of their jewellery to the public could make way for more interactive events in the future.  If it's every bit as exciting as the day I had yesterday, people are definitely in for a treat.   

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The final bit of probing whilst Harriet was sewing away was my one and only niggle... "What if you've run out of ideas for what to do with perspex?"  It's as simple as this.  "Then we move on to something else!" says Harriet.  It's a succinct solution for a problem that doesn't actually seem to be on the horizon anytime soon.  It may have been a moot question given that the duo are constantly seeking out new collaborations, new materials and new ideas to invigorate what they do.  If the medium of perspex has been successful for them for over a decade, then who's to say it won't be the material that keeps on giving for years to come.

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Once Harriet had sewed on all the little leaves and the glued on the smaller flowers, I was pretty much jumping for joy at the prospect of being crowned with this floral headdress that basically sums up everything I love within a 30cm semicircle.  The final touch were the ribbons we had picked up at Frankle's to tie up at the side as streamers.

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Can you see the smiles bouncing off these pics?  I assured Harriet and Rosie that I would not have a shortage of clothing to match up with their wonderful creation.  The Jil Sander shirt here is just the tip of the iceberg.  This will be the summer where I'm THAT girl with the perspex floral headdress and I fully intend on overwearing it to death, until someone physically tries to wrangle it off my head. 

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(Worn with Jil Sander shirt, vintage skirt, Christopher Kane heels)

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Mantón Reality

>> I've been world travelling again and Mexico City proved to be the best of the best for my shameless cultural appropriation.  Remember my Guatamalan fella of a dress?  Remember how awkward I felt over whether it was right to wear it?  The comments (you guys put on QUITE a discussion there...) generally concluded that if a piece of clothing had no spiritual or deeper meaning to the culture or ethnicity in question, then one silly print-loving, colour-loving girl like me isn't exactly going to offend the people of that culture/ethnicity.  Offending your eyes however by having questionable taste is another matter altogether.   

Like I said, if I could have brought back everything I saw in Mexico City, including all the limes and avocado-doused eats I had, I'd be a happy bunny.  Sadly 30kg was my restriction and souvenirs for friends got in the way of draping myself in infinite layers of wonderful embroidery.  Ciudadela market yielded the Mexican/Guatamalan cross-stitch poncho dress but it was at the Mercado de Antiguëdades de Cuauhtemoc in Colonia Roma where I really scored.  I was walking around on the one day that it rained on my trip and a mass of embroidery and fringing on slightly yellowed silk caught my eye, spread out over an antique table.  I had happed upon the REAL DEAL mantón de Manila.  Spanning at least two metres wide, this particular mantón had a unique design though, quite different to the distinctly Andalucian mantón speciment, which I saw at Loewe, Barcelona.  I still can't quite figure it out as initially the figurines looked quite Chinese to me.  The mantón made its way over from China via Manila and then on to Mexico and then on to Spain in the 16th century so the origins of the design could be numerous.  When I posted it on Instagram, somebody commented that it was a Mexican design on a Spanish mantón, which is also another possibility.  Date-wise, the seller told me was it was over a hundred years old, which could of course be an antique seller's bit of exaggeration but I'm rather inclined to believe him due to the discoloration of the silk and the texture of it.  Save for one stain on the corner of this vast shawl, the condition is pretty much perfect and the price was pretty astonishing when I tapped the amount of pesos into my currency calculator.  I hate gloating about bargainous prices but I'll just put the figure out there.  It was forty quid.  I literally came away skipping down the streets of Roma.  Wearing it may be a frightful task given the weight, the age and the general health of the scarf but just knowing that I was able to complete this mantón fantasy of mine is reward enough.  Apologies in advance if you happen to be in London and I happen to be waving the shawl around pointlessly in the wind.  The obsession will wear off, I promise. 

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Mantón Reality

>> I've been world travelling again and Mexico City proved to be the best of the best for my shameless cultural appropriation.  Remember my Guatamalan fella of a dress?  Remember how awkward I felt over whether it was right to wear it?  The comments (you guys put on QUITE a discussion there...) generally concluded that if a piece of clothing had no spiritual or deeper meaning to the culture or ethnicity in question, then one silly print-loving, colour-loving girl like me isn't exactly going to offend the people of that culture/ethnicity.  Offending your eyes however by having questionable taste is another matter altogether.   

Like I said, if I could have brought back everything I saw in Mexico City, including all the limes and avocado-doused eats I had, I'd be a happy bunny.  Sadly 30kg was my restriction and souvenirs for friends got in the way of draping myself in infinite layers of wonderful embroidery.  Ciudadela market yielded the Mexican/Guatamalan cross-stitch poncho dress but it was at the Mercado de Antiguëdades de Cuauhtemoc in Colonia Roma where I really scored.  I was walking around on the one day that it rained on my trip and a mass of embroidery and fringing on slightly yellowed silk caught my eye, spread out over an antique table.  I had happed upon the REAL DEAL mantón de Manila.  Spanning at least two metres wide, this particular mantón had a unique design though, quite different to the distinctly Andalucian mantón speciment, which I saw at Loewe, Barcelona.  I still can't quite figure it out as initially the figurines looked quite Chinese to me.  The mantón made its way over from China via Manila and then on to Mexico and then on to Spain in the 16th century so the origins of the design could be numerous.  When I posted it on Instagram, somebody commented that it was a Mexican design on a Spanish mantón, which is also another possibility.  Date-wise, the seller told me was it was over a hundred years old, which could of course be an antique seller's bit of exaggeration but I'm rather inclined to believe him due to the discoloration of the silk and the texture of it.  Save for one stain on the corner of this vast shawl, the condition is pretty much perfect and the price was pretty astonishing when I tapped the amount of pesos into my currency calculator.  I hate gloating about bargainous prices but I'll just put the figure out there.  It was forty quid.  I literally came away skipping down the streets of Roma.  Wearing it may be a frightful task given the weight, the age and the general health of the scarf but just knowing that I was able to complete this mantón fantasy of mine is reward enough.  Apologies in advance if you happen to be in London and I happen to be waving the shawl around pointlessly in the wind.  The obsession will wear off, I promise. 

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Rorschach Reverb

>>  Rorschach's famous ink blot tests isn't exactly a new motif or inspiration in fashion and in my very insignificant period of time as a blogger, I've encounted a number of collections that happily borrow from this somewhat iconic psychological test.  Knitwear designer Sandra Backlund and her engorged knitwear resembling the black blotches on paper, that mind searingly memorable Dion Lee collection with manipulated and coloured-in inkblot pieces and a recent Fifth Avenue Shoe Repair collection where wooden structures mirrored the butterfly-esque blots - these are just a few that come to mind.  

In this specific instance though, New York label Kaelen has taken the ink blots and applied it in a while so that from afar, it tricks the eye into thinking you're looking at a floral print.  A quick glance at the lookbook images and you'd think it all the pale blue satin pieces were printed with a cheesy rose pattern, mimicking uber-mumsy bedsheets or kitschy quilted tissue box holders.  Lazy watercolour florals and relaxed satin daywear would have been an easily digestible combination and would fit into Kaelen's easy-going, mid-90s, loose and free S/S 12 collection.  However, when you realise those blotches are Rorscach-esque inkblots, there's added wit to this satin blazer and matching tailored shorts.  Pyjama dressing can rely on the tried and tested floral print, but these Rorschach inkblot pieces make for an alternative version, making pale blue satin acceptable outside of a mumsy bedroom interior.

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(Worn with Tsumori Chisato cardigan and Nike Gyakusou trainers)

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The final questions to ask of course is - what do you see when you look at this?  The inkblots featured on the Kaelen print aren't exactly like any of the ten Rorschach inkblot formations to try and eke out expanations behind ambiguous thoughts.  Instead, Kaelen has tweaked them ever so slightly to form her own version of the ink blot test.  I'll leave it to them to deciper why I see the following then...

... two sausages dancing around with pom poms on their heads with a giant bat and its huge wing span behind the two bangers.  Then there's water reflecting part of this weird beast...  

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Then there's a bear's head mounted on to a crab, which happens to have two sets of claws.  I also see a lucha libre mask staring back at me from below the throat of this beastly creature.  Not sure what that means in the general spectrum of things.  Or perhaps I don't want to know...  

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P.S. This post has been subsequently edited after going live at 3am in the morning Mexican time with tequila induced typing errors.  I definitely saw some very strange things going on in these Rorschach ink blots....

 

Rorschach Reverb

>>  Rorschach's famous ink blot tests isn't exactly a new motif or inspiration in fashion and in my very insignificant period of time as a blogger, I've encounted a number of collections that happily borrow from this somewhat iconic psychological test.  Knitwear designer Sandra Backlund and her engorged knitwear resembling the black blotches on paper, that mind searingly memorable Dion Lee collection with manipulated and coloured-in inkblot pieces and a recent Fifth Avenue Shoe Repair collection where wooden structures mirrored the butterfly-esque blots - these are just a few that come to mind.  

In this specific instance though, New York label Kaelen has taken the ink blots and applied it in a while so that from afar, it tricks the eye into thinking you're looking at a floral print.  A quick glance at the lookbook images and you'd think it all the pale blue satin pieces were printed with a cheesy rose pattern, mimicking uber-mumsy bedsheets or kitschy quilted tissue box holders.  Lazy watercolour florals and relaxed satin daywear would have been an easily digestible combination and would fit into Kaelen's easy-going, mid-90s, loose and free S/S 12 collection.  However, when you realise those blotches are Rorscach-esque inkblots, there's added wit to this satin blazer and matching tailored shorts.  Pyjama dressing can rely on the tried and tested floral print, but these Rorschach inkblot pieces make for an alternative version, making pale blue satin acceptable outside of a mumsy bedroom interior.

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(Worn with Tsumori Chisato cardigan and Nike Gyakusou trainers)

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The final questions to ask of course is - what do you see when you look at this?  The inkblots featured on the Kaelen print aren't exactly like any of the ten Rorschach inkblot formations to try and eke out expanations behind ambiguous thoughts.  Instead, Kaelen has tweaked them ever so slightly to form her own version of the ink blot test.  I'll leave it to them to deciper why I see the following then...

... two sausages dancing around with pom poms on their heads with a giant bat and its huge wing span behind the two bangers.  Then there's water reflecting part of this weird beast...  

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Then there's a bear's head mounted on to a crab, which happens to have two sets of claws.  I also see a lucha libre mask staring back at me from below the throat of this beastly creature.  Not sure what that means in the general spectrum of things.  Or perhaps I don't want to know...  

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P.S. This post has been subsequently edited after going live at 3am in the morning Mexican time with tequila induced typing errors.  I definitely saw some very strange things going on in these Rorschach ink blots....

 

Suitcase Oddities

Prior to my trip to Mexico City, I had a wardrobe quandry, prompted by my travelling partner Mr Street Peeper who advised "Ummm... you're going to need to dress a bit more "normal" for Mexico City."  This was sound advice of course based on the fact that I've been cursed with a victim face that seeks out would-be criminals (I've been mugged three times thus far in life... ) and Mexico City has somewhat of a sketchy safety rep.  I did reply with indignance that I could definitely dress "normal" (whatever that means) but then I thought about a few of the choice items in my suitcase, coming back from my Australia/Asia trip and realised my line of defence was somewhat moot.  I was thinking specifically of a black leather apron and no less than two items of clothing made of PVC.  In addition to mining other people's cultures, I also seem to have a fixation on garment oddities that make squeaky noises whenever you move about. 

First up, the leather apron, which was a random find from Kind, a used-clothing store in Shibuya, Tokyo.  I'll say it once again - used designer shopping is the BEST in Tokyo.  I can literally go hunting for Comme, Junya and all the Japanese faves for days on end in the city, with new items turning up at branches of Rag Tag and Grand Bazaar's at any given moment, making it a joyfully unpredictable type of shopping.  This leather apron was a bargain and somehow made sense to me as something that I could wear over stuff all the time.  I can't really answer why it is that I'll eschew a perfectly great fitting white shirt but then instantly beeline for a leather apron on a rack.  I had to chortle when I ate at a new head-to-tails type restaurant called Smith's in Sukhumvith, Bangkok and saw that the waiters and waitresses were wearing similar leather aprons as part of their uniform.  Oh well, one person's rustic restaurant uniform is another person's layering device. 

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(Leather apron worn with vintage t-shirt and Sacai skirt)

I've already got the Two Weeks clear skirt, so it made COMPLETE sense that the matching clear PVC bomber jacket should come home with me too.  Elaine of The Olive Shoppe, who had a pop-up store in Shanghai, made sure that the skirt and jacket should be reuinted with one another.  This jacket makes some serious nosie so I'm reconciled with the fact that it will be irksome to commuters when I'm on the tube shifting about.    I do like the fact that it's roomy enough to be layered over a "proper" coat just as a verification that I do actually non-squeaky items of clothing. 

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(Two Weeks PVC jacket worn with Eudon Choi pink trenchcoat, Miu Miu knitted top, Tao knitted shorts, Christopher Kane bejewelled sandals)

The last of the PVC lot, is this Lover-ly raincape by Lover, which I bought in Sydney (feels like an AAAAAAGE ago).  The smoke-grey plastic reminds me of a hideous 80s glass coffee table, which I used to clamber over when I was about three.  Not entirely sure if that's a plus point or not but I do like the way the liquid-like PVC has been unexpectedly cut into a coquettish cape shape, which you'd normally see in navy or burgandy wool.  The cape is also more swooshy rather than squeaky.  Not the most eloquent way of describing the way a garment makes noises but that's what you get when you're into bulk buying PVC clothing.    

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(Lover "Zhora" raincape worn with vintage dress, Peter Jensen leopard print trousers, Nicholas Kirkwood shoes)

Suitcase Oddities

Prior to my trip to Mexico City, I had a wardrobe quandry, prompted by my travelling partner Mr Street Peeper who advised "Ummm... you're going to need to dress a bit more "normal" for Mexico City."  This was sound advice of course based on the fact that I've been cursed with a victim face that seeks out would-be criminals (I've been mugged three times thus far in life... ) and Mexico City has somewhat of a sketchy safety rep.  I did reply with indignance that I could definitely dress "normal" (whatever that means) but then I thought about a few of the choice items in my suitcase, coming back from my Australia/Asia trip and realised my line of defence was somewhat moot.  I was thinking specifically of a black leather apron and no less than two items of clothing made of PVC.  In addition to mining other people's cultures, I also seem to have a fixation on garment oddities that make squeaky noises whenever you move about. 

First up, the leather apron, which was a random find from Kind, a used-clothing store in Shibuya, Tokyo.  I'll say it once again - used designer shopping is the BEST in Tokyo.  I can literally go hunting for Comme, Junya and all the Japanese faves for days on end in the city, with new items turning up at branches of Rag Tag and Grand Bazaar's at any given moment, making it a joyfully unpredictable type of shopping.  This leather apron was a bargain and somehow made sense to me as something that I could wear over stuff all the time.  I can't really answer why it is that I'll eschew a perfectly great fitting white shirt but then instantly beeline for a leather apron on a rack.  I had to chortle when I ate at a new head-to-tails type restaurant called Smith's in Sukhumvith, Bangkok and saw that the waiters and waitresses were wearing similar leather aprons as part of their uniform.  Oh well, one person's rustic restaurant uniform is another person's layering device. 

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(Leather apron worn with vintage t-shirt and Sacai skirt)

I've already got the Two Weeks clear skirt, so it made COMPLETE sense that the matching clear PVC bomber jacket should come home with me too.  Elaine of The Olive Shoppe, who had a pop-up store in Shanghai, made sure that the skirt and jacket should be reuinted with one another.  This jacket makes some serious nosie so I'm reconciled with the fact that it will be irksome to commuters when I'm on the tube shifting about.    I do like the fact that it's roomy enough to be layered over a "proper" coat just as a verification that I do actually non-squeaky items of clothing. 

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(Two Weeks PVC jacket worn with Eudon Choi pink trenchcoat, Miu Miu knitted top, Tao knitted shorts, Christopher Kane bejewelled sandals)

The last of the PVC lot, is this Lover-ly raincape by Lover, which I bought in Sydney (feels like an AAAAAAGE ago).  The smoke-grey plastic reminds me of a hideous 80s glass coffee table, which I used to clamber over when I was about three.  Not entirely sure if that's a plus point or not but I do like the way the liquid-like PVC has been unexpectedly cut into a coquettish cape shape, which you'd normally see in navy or burgandy wool.  The cape is also more swooshy rather than squeaky.  Not the most eloquent way of describing the way a garment makes noises but that's what you get when you're into bulk buying PVC clothing.    

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(Lover "Zhora" raincape worn with vintage dress, Peter Jensen leopard print trousers, Nicholas Kirkwood shoes)

Clear Eyes

We're thinking there's some sort of special effects team working up in the skies of Beijing because I've thus far been here for two days with day one beginning like this.. intensely BLUE to the point where you can just about see Forbidden City from my hotel room...

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Then I woke up on day two to find this... smog-infested beyond belief.    

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I guess I won't be putting these new sunnies to good use then until I get back to London.  Finding out about sunglasses brands weren't really on my agenda or radar for this Asia trip but I found not one but two brands that are finding their own eyewear niche either within their own domestic market or on an international level.  ChairEYES is a Shanghai-based brand, designed by Yuan Chow, an ex-stylist who has been collecting vintage eyewear for years.  In search of the highest quality materials and eyewear craftsmenship, he began to create ChairEYES in Japan but has recently shifted production to Shanghai where he has found the right factories to show that Made in China (well, specifically Shanghai) can be as prestigious as Made in Italy/France/Japan).  The merit of a good pair of sunnies for me is normally in the weight, the feel of the acetate and the screw fixtures - all of which come up top notch in this pair of glasses called "Lance".  The finishing touches such as the embossed logo on the lens and the lovely curvaceous box seal the deal for me.  At just under RMB1000 (about £100), ChairEYES doesn't break the bank but of course in his own home turf, he comes up against stiff competition with all the glossiness of the big brands.  However Yuan feels that the younger generation of customers are starting to get a feel for locally-made, homegrown brands, hence why ChairEYES is in a good number of stores in Shanghai and Beijing.  ChairEYES is most definitely eyeing up ambitiously on being the first Chinese-grown designer sunglasses brand to break through internationally and it will be interesting to see how quickly that happens.  

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Moo Piyasombatkul is a mouthful but her glasses are certainly memorable, having already caused waves by having Lady Gaga as a patron.  Having graduated in jewellery from Central Saint Martins, Bangkok-born Moo embarked on her signature style of casting ceramic mouldings and applying them to vintage or deadstock styles of eyeglasses, making many of her sunglasses styles limited in quantity and physicaly precious because of the fragile nature of the mouldings.  I met up with her in Bangkok for a lovely afternoon tea, which is incidentally what partially inspired those delicate mouldings adorning her eyewear.  Opening Ceremony and Browns are already fans of Moo's work and she's also getting personal orders through her Facebook page.  A pair of Moo piyasombatkul glasses is quite an investment but then again, her eyewear isn't the throwaway, shove-it-in-a-soft-case type.  Even the velveted and cushioned case indicates that her eyewear is more like an ornate piece of jewellery.  I'll be wearing them with care...   

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Clear Eyes

We're thinking there's some sort of special effects team working up in the skies of Beijing because I've thus far been here for two days with day one beginning like this.. intensely BLUE to the point where you can just about see Forbidden City from my hotel room...

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Then I woke up on day two to find this... smog-infested beyond belief.    

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I guess I won't be putting these new sunnies to good use then until I get back to London.  Finding out about sunglasses brands weren't really on my agenda or radar for this Asia trip but I found not one but two brands that are finding their own eyewear niche either within their own domestic market or on an international level.  ChairEYES is a Shanghai-based brand, designed by Yuan Chow, an ex-stylist who has been collecting vintage eyewear for years.  In search of the highest quality materials and eyewear craftsmenship, he began to create ChairEYES in Japan but has recently shifted production to Shanghai where he has found the right factories to show that Made in China (well, specifically Shanghai) can be as prestigious as Made in Italy/France/Japan).  The merit of a good pair of sunnies for me is normally in the weight, the feel of the acetate and the screw fixtures - all of which come up top notch in this pair of glasses called "Lance".  The finishing touches such as the embossed logo on the lens and the lovely curvaceous box seal the deal for me.  At just under RMB1000 (about £100), ChairEYES doesn't break the bank but of course in his own home turf, he comes up against stiff competition with all the glossiness of the big brands.  However Yuan feels that the younger generation of customers are starting to get a feel for locally-made, homegrown brands, hence why ChairEYES is in a good number of stores in Shanghai and Beijing.  ChairEYES is most definitely eyeing up ambitiously on being the first Chinese-grown designer sunglasses brand to break through internationally and it will be interesting to see how quickly that happens.  

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Moo Piyasombatkul is a mouthful but her glasses are certainly memorable, having already caused waves by having Lady Gaga as a patron.  Having graduated in jewellery from Central Saint Martins, Bangkok-born Moo embarked on her signature style of casting ceramic mouldings and applying them to vintage or deadstock styles of eyeglasses, making many of her sunglasses styles limited in quantity and physicaly precious because of the fragile nature of the mouldings.  I met up with her in Bangkok for a lovely afternoon tea, which is incidentally what partially inspired those delicate mouldings adorning her eyewear.  Opening Ceremony and Browns are already fans of Moo's work and she's also getting personal orders through her Facebook page.  A pair of Moo piyasombatkul glasses is quite an investment but then again, her eyewear isn't the throwaway, shove-it-in-a-soft-case type.  Even the velveted and cushioned case indicates that her eyewear is more like an ornate piece of jewellery.  I'll be wearing them with care...   

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Olive Goods

The world just keeps getting smaller as I'm turning ye olde blog posts into real life in-the-flesh encounters.  Elaine, the owner of The Olive Shoppe, the former vintage eBay store once based in California, has been bouncing around the world, from Beijing to Bangkok and now to Shanghai for an indefinite period of time.  Their website Olive Shoppe is still going, filled with Elaine's quirky eye for vintage but it is her taste in new designers picked up on her travels that has created her pop-up shop that is currently going on in Shanghai (812 Julu Road) until the 31st May.  The Olive Shoppe also has a guest pop-up rail in Dong Liang Studio, just around the corner (184 Fumin Lu) just around the corner, extending her physical shop reach.  Elaine's nomad ways means that her labels are geographically sprawling - Two Weeks and Proef Tights from the UK, Daniel Palillo from Finland, Fleamadonna from Korea, Chromat from USA and Reality Studio from Germany.  They're all names that are hard to find in their very own source countries but have found a home in a furniture store near the somewhat hip-n-burgeoning Fumin Road area in Shanghai as well as on their Taobao shop (more about the wonders of Taobao later...).  

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My biggest discovery from Olive Shoppe was the London-based Kerhao Yin, a name who I vaguely knew but hadn't seen his collections up close.  It's all too little too late alas as this half Taiwanese, half Burmese CSM graduate has now stopped his own label and has taken a job at Marni.  Still, we can reminisce a bit over his S/S 12 collection which is a mash-up of unexpected textures and basketball attire and is one of the most interesting examples of warping sportswear that I've seen in a long time.  The deliberate light/heavy contradiction is seen in the use of tulle contrasted with heavy quilted wadding or green cut-out felt sports initials.  Here's hoping Kerhao brings his aesthetic sensibilities over to Marni.    

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Seeing as Kerhao is no more and this is the one opportunity I'd be buying a piece of his work, I faltered and ridiculously bought a London-based designer's work all the way in Shanghai.  Doh.  To rub salt in to wounds, these new pistachio slingback shoes by Alex & Rose are also by a British label based in London.  Double Doh.  I'm going to maintain that I'd never see either of these items in London so I haven't really broken my "If I can get it in London, it's not worth buying.." rule of travel shopping.  The Kerhao mesh jacket reads Sports Day, a day which I loved slacking off from for almost all of my primary and secondary school life.  Can you tell I'm really excited for the Olympics *voice dripping with heavy sarcasm* ?  

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(Kerhao jacket worn with Antipodium shirt, COS dip-dyed sweater, COS neon skirt, Alex & Rose pistachio shoes)

Olive Goods

The world just keeps getting smaller as I'm turning ye olde blog posts into real life in-the-flesh encounters.  Elaine, the owner of The Olive Shoppe, the former vintage eBay store once based in California, has been bouncing around the world, from Beijing to Bangkok and now to Shanghai for an indefinite period of time.  Their website Olive Shoppe is still going, filled with Elaine's quirky eye for vintage but it is her taste in new designers picked up on her travels that has created her pop-up shop that is currently going on in Shanghai (812 Julu Road) until the 31st May.  The Olive Shoppe also has a guest pop-up rail in Dong Liang Studio, just around the corner (184 Fumin Lu) just around the corner, extending her physical shop reach.  Elaine's nomad ways means that her labels are geographically sprawling - Two Weeks and Proef Tights from the UK, Daniel Palillo from Finland, Fleamadonna from Korea, Chromat from USA and Reality Studio from Germany.  They're all names that are hard to find in their very own source countries but have found a home in a furniture store near the somewhat hip-n-burgeoning Fumin Road area in Shanghai as well as on their Taobao shop (more about the wonders of Taobao later...).  

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My biggest discovery from Olive Shoppe was the London-based Kerhao Yin, a name who I vaguely knew but hadn't seen his collections up close.  It's all too little too late alas as this half Taiwanese, half Burmese CSM graduate has now stopped his own label and has taken a job at Marni.  Still, we can reminisce a bit over his S/S 12 collection which is a mash-up of unexpected textures and basketball attire and is one of the most interesting examples of warping sportswear that I've seen in a long time.  The deliberate light/heavy contradiction is seen in the use of tulle contrasted with heavy quilted wadding or green cut-out felt sports initials.  Here's hoping Kerhao brings his aesthetic sensibilities over to Marni.    

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Seeing as Kerhao is no more and this is the one opportunity I'd be buying a piece of his work, I faltered and ridiculously bought a London-based designer's work all the way in Shanghai.  Doh.  To rub salt in to wounds, these new pistachio slingback shoes by Alex & Rose are also by a British label based in London.  Double Doh.  I'm going to maintain that I'd never see either of these items in London so I haven't really broken my "If I can get it in London, it's not worth buying.." rule of travel shopping.  The Kerhao mesh jacket reads Sports Day, a day which I loved slacking off from for almost all of my primary and secondary school life.  Can you tell I'm really excited for the Olympics *voice dripping with heavy sarcasm* ?  

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(Kerhao jacket worn with Antipodium shirt, COS dip-dyed sweater, COS neon skirt, Alex & Rose pistachio shoes)

Thai-ed Up

>> After extending our stay in Bangkok three more days (we were supposed to leave on Sunday), I'm now pretty much all Thai-ed out.  That doesn't mean I'm fatigued in any way of what has been an awesome week (note: awesome week generally means I neglect Typepad for a while) but I've now gotten my full share of all things Bangkok and fully ready to move on.  The inevitable thing of course is that I will return later in the year as I've caught the bug for this city.  I'm shipping out of Bangkok tonight on to Shanghai and Beijing, laden with Bangkok's finest wares - a beautiful navy lace and satin A/W 12-3 Disaya dress that features teacups, rabbits, cats and pearls and some Sretsis floral power from their imaginary S/S 12 deer-infested woodlands.  The only downpoint I'd say about Bangkok is the number of underfed cats skulking about with bald patches, so it's good to see a few cuter and healthier ones illustrated on the Disaya dress.  I also haven't worn a princess dress in a while.  One that needs nothing else but some decent shoes but still, I resisted my inner Disney princess and bunged a shirt over it just to feel like I can go out and schlep around 7-11 in it.  Like I said in my previous sugar Thai post, I'd also like to re-enact a soap opera scenario where I rip off the pearls in ultra dramatic fashion and throw them in the face of a character who has besmirched me.  The Sretsis double power of floral print and floral applique was a no-brainer, especially when they're the sort of flowers that originate from an uncomplicated time when we only knew how to draw them with six simplistic petals and an emphatic circle in the middle.  I also haven't worn a loud "Dad" jacket in a while.  You know, when "Dad" decides to get fancy and puts on his party jacket to look "funky".  Oh and yes, I'm reclaiming the word "funky".  It's underused and misunderstood.

My body also bears the marks of Bangkok with my arms sprinkled with glitter and glue thanks to Praewa of Wib Wab Wub and her glitter tattoo skills.  Praewa's also in an all-girl band called Yellow Fang, Bangkok's culmination point of Warpaint, Au Revoir Simone, School of Seven Bells and the like.  Wib Wab Wub, her sideline gig is only seven weeks in business but already girls all over town have been marked by gradiated glitter tattoos in the shape of rainbows and shooting stars.  As someone on Twitter pointed out, it's all a little bit Lisa Frank-ish but who doesn't want a bit of rainbow sticker/stationery power for two temporary weeks on the skin.  I've also got some M&M juicy nails on thanks to Hive Salon's gel nail manicure that will stay put for at least three weeks without chipping, which is an exciting prospect.  Pampering is everywhere in Bangkok and if I didn't come away with at least two mani/pedi's, a couple of massages and a few hours of dunking in a herbal infused bath, I wouldn't have done this city justice.  At least, that's how it goes in my head.          

P.S. Before I sign off this Bangkok trip, an Oscar-style thanks goes out to Au of The Only Son and Danai and Disaya of Disaya and all the team there for making our trip that bit easier. 

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(Disaya dress, bStore x Liberty shirt, navy tights, Nicholas Kirkwood shoes)

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(Sretsis jacket and flower applique skirt, Jonathan Saunders t-shirt, Christopher Kane sandals, Theyskens Theory bag)

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Thai-ed Up

>> After extending our stay in Bangkok three more days (we were supposed to leave on Sunday), I'm now pretty much all Thai-ed out.  That doesn't mean I'm fatigued in any way of what has been an awesome week (note: awesome week generally means I neglect Typepad for a while) but I've now gotten my full share of all things Bangkok and fully ready to move on.  The inevitable thing of course is that I will return later in the year as I've caught the bug for this city.  I'm shipping out of Bangkok tonight on to Shanghai and Beijing, laden with Bangkok's finest wares - a beautiful navy lace and satin A/W 12-3 Disaya dress that features teacups, rabbits, cats and pearls and some Sretsis floral power from their imaginary S/S 12 deer-infested woodlands.  The only downpoint I'd say about Bangkok is the number of underfed cats skulking about with bald patches, so it's good to see a few cuter and healthier ones illustrated on the Disaya dress.  I also haven't worn a princess dress in a while.  One that needs nothing else but some decent shoes but still, I resisted my inner Disney princess and bunged a shirt over it just to feel like I can go out and schlep around 7-11 in it.  Like I said in my previous sugar Thai post, I'd also like to re-enact a soap opera scenario where I rip off the pearls in ultra dramatic fashion and throw them in the face of a character who has besmirched me.  The Sretsis double power of floral print and floral applique was a no-brainer, especially when they're the sort of flowers that originate from an uncomplicated time when we only knew how to draw them with six simplistic petals and an emphatic circle in the middle.  I also haven't worn a loud "Dad" jacket in a while.  You know, when "Dad" decides to get fancy and puts on his party jacket to look "funky".  Oh and yes, I'm reclaiming the word "funky".  It's underused and misunderstood.

My body also bears the marks of Bangkok with my arms sprinkled with glitter and glue thanks to Praewa of Wib Wab Wub and her glitter tattoo skills.  Praewa's also in an all-girl band called Yellow Fang, Bangkok's culmination point of Warpaint, Au Revoir Simone, School of Seven Bells and the like.  Wib Wab Wub, her sideline gig is only seven weeks in business but already girls all over town have been marked by gradiated glitter tattoos in the shape of rainbows and shooting stars.  As someone on Twitter pointed out, it's all a little bit Lisa Frank-ish but who doesn't want a bit of rainbow sticker/stationery power for two temporary weeks on the skin.  I've also got some M&M juicy nails on thanks to Hive Salon's gel nail manicure that will stay put for at least three weeks without chipping, which is an exciting prospect.  Pampering is everywhere in Bangkok and if I didn't come away with at least two mani/pedi's, a couple of massages and a few hours of dunking in a herbal infused bath, I wouldn't have done this city justice.  At least, that's how it goes in my head.          

P.S. Before I sign off this Bangkok trip, an Oscar-style thanks goes out to Au of The Only Son and Danai and Disaya of Disaya and all the team there for making our trip that bit easier. 

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(Disaya dress, bStore x Liberty shirt, navy tights, Nicholas Kirkwood shoes)

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(Sretsis jacket and flower applique skirt, Jonathan Saunders t-shirt, Christopher Kane sandals, Theyskens Theory bag)

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Tokyo Redux

I didn't get to go to the A/W 12-3 edition of Tokyo Fashion Week but I did get to relive my experience from last October by way of the S/S 12 collections that are in store right now.  I'm not normally a "I see on catwalk, I buy pronto" kinda gal.  Well, normally that strategy requires a fair bit of dosh unless you get a cheeky discount, do a cheeky personal order or wait it out until the sales.  That said, Tokyo is now my bi-annual indulgence - a place where I eat and shop and live up to the reputation, that all people who originate from Hong Kong do those two acvities very well indeed.  Therefore, blowing out on a few items that linked back to my Tokyo Fashion Week S/S 12 experience was a treat to myself.  Oh, and I can just reassure myself with the old chestnut about physically supporting the things that I write about.  There's justification for everything.  

First up, a bit of Peno-meno aka PhenomenonThe Contemporary Fix in Aoyama, once again ensnared Steve, Phil, Tommy and I in there with their fine mix of Tokyo's best menswear selection, super kind shop assistants and tomato flavoured gelato downstairs.  We spent far too long trying EVERY single thing on.  With regards to this Phenomenon S/S 12 dragon printed red shirt that could be fit for a Japanese yakuza gang member, Phil and I tussled over whether it was worth BOTH of us getting the same shirt, when we could easily borrow it between us.  We then decided that trans-Atlantic borrowing, with me in London and him in New York, wasn't going to work, which is why you see us here fooling around in Tsukji market (we queued two hours for Sushi Dai - it was bloody worth it) looking like Phenomenon's biggest loser fans. 

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Of course designer Takeshi Osumi of Phenomenon was looking towards Japanese garment regalia for references in his S/S 12 collection and this shirt is probably the most visually recognisable as  "Japanese" in the scheme of the collection.  That said, the dragons and some of the patternation took me back to the A/W 12-3 Qing dynasty permutations from collections such as Jason Wu and Dries Van Noten.  Both have got me rethinking my attitude towards Far East Asian-inflected collections.  The positive upshot of all of this is that, five years ago, I would never have touched this Phenomenon shirt with a bargepole but now suddenly, I'm all gung-ho about dragons and imperial yellow and red all over my body.  Another personal taboo knocked down.  All I need to do now is get over wearing the colour poo brown and navel-revealing garments and then I'm all set.    

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(Worn with Comme des Garcons mens satin kilt, Nicholas Kirkwood shoes.  In first pic, Comme des Garcons Tricot scarf print skirt, Christopher Kane brocade sandals)

Phenomenon's useful product drop blog throws up a few choice items from the S/S 12 collection, that are dragon-free, if you fear of looking like you're taking part in some sort of themed costume float. 

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In other Phenomenon news, menswear nuts out there will probably already know that Osumi aka Big 'O' of Phenomenon has teamed up with The Contemporary Fix owner Yuichi Yoshi to launch their own brand Mr. Gentleman.  There's nothing annoyingly dapper or twee about this label though.  Their impressive A/W 12-3 lookbook has just been released and rest assured, we'll be back hanging out at The Contempory Fix in October, eating more seasonal gelato and trying on all the new Mr. Gentleman bits. 

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Next up is a long-awaited Jenny Fax wardrobe addition.  Jenny Feng and her label Jenny Fax have been beguiling me for a while now and her show last October was one of my visual highlights of 2011.  I raced over to Harajuku multi-brand store Macaronic as soon as I found out Jenny Fax was stocked there and lo and behold, one of my favourite pieces from the collection - a pleated pinafore dress with knitted straps picked out by flashes of neon and red - was hanging on the rails.  Handily, the neon in the Jenny Fax dress happens to pick up on the neon in my now battered Nike neon Oldhams.

With this S/S 12 collection, Fax explored the demented hierarchy within a girl's school to arresting effect and specifically she fused American high school culture with the cliched aesthetics of Japanese school girls to come up with something that isn't just a straightforward pastiche of all things kawaii.

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(Worn with Tao by Comme des Garcons shirt, Nike trainers.  Note: All aforementioned Comme pieces were all bought in the ever-awesome Rag Tag stores dotted all over Tokyo.  Designer consignment shopping for Comme plays a huge part in our trips to Tokyo)

Her latest A/W 12-3 collection is a continuation of her previous one, influenced once again by Jenny's upbringing, a combination of being Taiwanese born, American high-school-educated and currently Japanese-based.  She looks to 90s girlhood imagery - Shampoo, Spice Girls, Laura Palmer, Clueless and Drew Barrymore and her daisy days - and combines it all with high school clicques.  She put on not one but two presentation, one that was Japanese otaku and car-wash themed, with school girls in all shapes and sizes running all over the place and her other main presentation where the real clothing action took place, with disctinctly darker vibes.  Four girls were arranged into Heathers/The Craft type formation with retro screens flashing with Jenny's inspiration imagery.  The collection itself features more of those uniform-inspired garments mixed with a kinky edge - the satin is somehow too shiny, the plastic too plasticky and the pastels too candy like -  the sad expressions on the girl's faces tell another tale behind all that prettiness.  The vintage wedding photo printed on a sweatshirt is particularly eerie.  It makes you want to stare but then look away in a flash.  Fortunately for Jenny, once the clothes are out of her own designated context, they gain another life on their own, precisely why I'll be back to Tokyo to stalk these pieces when they're merely on hangers on a rail. 

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Tokyo Redux

I didn't get to go to the A/W 12-3 edition of Tokyo Fashion Week but I did get to relive my experience from last October by way of the S/S 12 collections that are in store right now.  I'm not normally a "I see on catwalk, I buy pronto" kinda gal.  Well, normally that strategy requires a fair bit of dosh unless you get a cheeky discount, do a cheeky personal order or wait it out until the sales.  That said, Tokyo is now my bi-annual indulgence - a place where I eat and shop and live up to the reputation, that all people who originate from Hong Kong do those two acvities very well indeed.  Therefore, blowing out on a few items that linked back to my Tokyo Fashion Week S/S 12 experience was a treat to myself.  Oh, and I can just reassure myself with the old chestnut about physically supporting the things that I write about.  There's justification for everything.  

First up, a bit of Peno-meno aka PhenomenonThe Contemporary Fix in Aoyama, once again ensnared Steve, Phil, Tommy and I in there with their fine mix of Tokyo's best menswear selection, super kind shop assistants and tomato flavoured gelato downstairs.  We spent far too long trying EVERY single thing on.  With regards to this Phenomenon S/S 12 dragon printed red shirt that could be fit for a Japanese yakuza gang member, Phil and I tussled over whether it was worth BOTH of us getting the same shirt, when we could easily borrow it between us.  We then decided that trans-Atlantic borrowing, with me in London and him in New York, wasn't going to work, which is why you see us here fooling around in Tsukji market (we queued two hours for Sushi Dai - it was bloody worth it) looking like Phenomenon's biggest loser fans. 

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Of course designer Takeshi Osumi of Phenomenon was looking towards Japanese garment regalia for references in his S/S 12 collection and this shirt is probably the most visually recognisable as  "Japanese" in the scheme of the collection.  That said, the dragons and some of the patternation took me back to the A/W 12-3 Qing dynasty permutations from collections such as Jason Wu and Dries Van Noten.  Both have got me rethinking my attitude towards Far East Asian-inflected collections.  The positive upshot of all of this is that, five years ago, I would never have touched this Phenomenon shirt with a bargepole but now suddenly, I'm all gung-ho about dragons and imperial yellow and red all over my body.  Another personal taboo knocked down.  All I need to do now is get over wearing the colour poo brown and navel-revealing garments and then I'm all set.    

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(Worn with Comme des Garcons mens satin kilt, Nicholas Kirkwood shoes.  In first pic, Comme des Garcons Tricot scarf print skirt, Christopher Kane brocade sandals)

Phenomenon's useful product drop blog throws up a few choice items from the S/S 12 collection, that are dragon-free, if you fear of looking like you're taking part in some sort of themed costume float. 

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In other Phenomenon news, menswear nuts out there will probably already know that Osumi aka Big 'O' of Phenomenon has teamed up with The Contemporary Fix owner Yuichi Yoshi to launch their own brand Mr. Gentleman.  There's nothing annoyingly dapper or twee about this label though.  Their impressive A/W 12-3 lookbook has just been released and rest assured, we'll be back hanging out at The Contempory Fix in October, eating more seasonal gelato and trying on all the new Mr. Gentleman bits. 

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Next up is a long-awaited Jenny Fax wardrobe addition.  Jenny Feng and her label Jenny Fax have been beguiling me for a while now and her show last October was one of my visual highlights of 2011.  I raced over to Harajuku multi-brand store Macaronic as soon as I found out Jenny Fax was stocked there and lo and behold, one of my favourite pieces from the collection - a pleated pinafore dress with knitted straps picked out by flashes of neon and red - was hanging on the rails.  Handily, the neon in the Jenny Fax dress happens to pick up on the neon in my now battered Nike neon Oldhams.

With this S/S 12 collection, Fax explored the demented hierarchy within a girl's school to arresting effect and specifically she fused American high school culture with the cliched aesthetics of Japanese school girls to come up with something that isn't just a straightforward pastiche of all things kawaii.

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(Worn with Tao by Comme des Garcons shirt, Nike trainers.  Note: All aforementioned Comme pieces were all bought in the ever-awesome Rag Tag stores dotted all over Tokyo.  Designer consignment shopping for Comme plays a huge part in our trips to Tokyo)

Her latest A/W 12-3 collection is a continuation of her previous one, influenced once again by Jenny's upbringing, a combination of being Taiwanese born, American high-school-educated and currently Japanese-based.  She looks to 90s girlhood imagery - Shampoo, Spice Girls, Laura Palmer, Clueless and Drew Barrymore and her daisy days - and combines it all with high school clicques.  She put on not one but two presentation, one that was Japanese otaku and car-wash themed, with school girls in all shapes and sizes running all over the place and her other main presentation where the real clothing action took place, with disctinctly darker vibes.  Four girls were arranged into Heathers/The Craft type formation with retro screens flashing with Jenny's inspiration imagery.  The collection itself features more of those uniform-inspired garments mixed with a kinky edge - the satin is somehow too shiny, the plastic too plasticky and the pastels too candy like -  the sad expressions on the girl's faces tell another tale behind all that prettiness.  The vintage wedding photo printed on a sweatshirt is particularly eerie.  It makes you want to stare but then look away in a flash.  Fortunately for Jenny, once the clothes are out of her own designated context, they gain another life on their own, precisely why I'll be back to Tokyo to stalk these pieces when they're merely on hangers on a rail. 

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Turf in Tokyo

"I like what you're wearing because it reminds me of a footie pitch." is exactly the sort of reaction this Lucas Nascimento outfit garners.  "Can I touch you?" is a less bloke-orientated reaction.  I'm very glad that when I wore this outfit for my final Portable talk in Melbourne, people were very forthcoming with their requests to want to touch this knit-a-rama of an outfit, consisting of a boatneck sweater that has the right amount of weight and oversizedness to hang in the right places featuring Lucas Nascimento's A/W 12-3 graffiti motif and a pair of tinsel-yarn astroturf green trackie bottoms, both void of itchiness and soft as hell to bounce around in.  How have I gotten my mitts on these forthcoming season knits?  I hope Londoners did make it over to the Lucas Nascimento sample sale a couple of weeks ago as he was selling actual samples from both the current spring summer collection and the not-yet-in-stores A/W 12-3 collection, exactly what a proper sample sale should be.  Score!  Or should I say GOAL!    

Apologies for the short-changed outfit posts.  From dusk till dawn, Steve, Tommy Ton and Phil Oh (my travel cohorts for the trip) seem to be running me ragged in the eating and shopping stakes.  By my reckoning, I've consumed at least five gallons of pork/wagyu beef fat and bought over ten items and the dudes are well ahead of me on both those counts.  I plan on waddling back to hotel with a full tum-tum and bags a-plenty and then atone for my gluttony, with a longer blog post soon enough.      

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(Worn with Beau Coops flats, Benah clutch)

Turf in Tokyo

"I like what you're wearing because it reminds me of a footie pitch." is exactly the sort of reaction this Lucas Nascimento outfit garners.  "Can I touch you?" is a less bloke-orientated reaction.  I'm very glad that when I wore this outfit for my final Portable talk in Melbourne, people were very forthcoming with their requests to want to touch this knit-a-rama of an outfit, consisting of a boatneck sweater that has the right amount of weight and oversizedness to hang in the right places featuring Lucas Nascimento's A/W 12-3 graffiti motif and a pair of tinsel-yarn astroturf green trackie bottoms, both void of itchiness and soft as hell to bounce around in.  How have I gotten my mitts on these forthcoming season knits?  I hope Londoners did make it over to the Lucas Nascimento sample sale a couple of weeks ago as he was selling actual samples from both the current spring summer collection and the not-yet-in-stores A/W 12-3 collection, exactly what a proper sample sale should be.  Score!  Or should I say GOAL!    

Apologies for the short-changed outfit posts.  From dusk till dawn, Steve, Tommy Ton and Phil Oh (my travel cohorts for the trip) seem to be running me ragged in the eating and shopping stakes.  By my reckoning, I've consumed at least five gallons of pork/wagyu beef fat and bought over ten items and the dudes are well ahead of me on both those counts.  I plan on waddling back to hotel with a full tum-tum and bags a-plenty and then atone for my gluttony, with a longer blog post soon enough.      

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(Worn with Beau Coops flats, Benah clutch)

Tsumooooooooore Please!

>> This is just a short post to check-in and say "I'm in Tokyooooooooo and I'm happy as larry, wearing Tsuuuuuuuuuumoriiiiiii Chisatooooooooooooo!!!"  That is exactly how I say Tsumori Chisato in my head.  Just to illustrate that I've shoved a sound file here so you can hear how I'm saying it in my head...

My first real pit stop in Tokyo inevitably revolves around the happiness-inducing wonder that is Tsumori Chisato and her illustrations that grace her clothes.  This dress from the S/S 12 tropical/jungle infested collection is the perfect representation of why my face lights up whenever I am in Tokyo.  I am one big giant ball of squeal, whenever I am in a Tsumori Chisato store and thankfully the shop girls are far too polite here to even think of smirking at me and instead share my enthusiasm by repeating "Kawaii" repeatedly.   What else is there to say about a silk scarf dress that features criss cross check formation alligators and matching alligator-head cut-out straps?  Only in Tsumori's world.  

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(Worn with Sunspel t-shirt and Christopher Kane brocade sandals)

Tsumooooooooore Please!

>> This is just a short post to check-in and say "I'm in Tokyooooooooo and I'm happy as larry, wearing Tsuuuuuuuuuumoriiiiiii Chisatooooooooooooo!!!"  That is exactly how I say Tsumori Chisato in my head.  Just to illustrate that I've shoved a sound file here so you can hear how I'm saying it in my head...

My first real pit stop in Tokyo inevitably revolves around the happiness-inducing wonder that is Tsumori Chisato and her illustrations that grace her clothes.  This dress from the S/S 12 tropical/jungle infested collection is the perfect representation of why my face lights up whenever I am in Tokyo.  I am one big giant ball of squeal, whenever I am in a Tsumori Chisato store and thankfully the shop girls are far too polite here to even think of smirking at me and instead share my enthusiasm by repeating "Kawaii" repeatedly.   What else is there to say about a silk scarf dress that features criss cross check formation alligators and matching alligator-head cut-out straps?  Only in Tsumori's world.  

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(Worn with Sunspel t-shirt and Christopher Kane brocade sandals)

The Hills Are Still Alive

>> Considering that I puked my guts out up in icy climes, at the tender age of five because I couldn't hack the altitude of the Swiss alps, I seem to have a persistent fondness of Alpine scenes on clothes.  The hills are well and truly alive according to not one but two blog posts that feature the lilting words of Julie Andrews.  Blame my parents for bringing me up on a strict video diet of Sound of Music on rotation with Oliver and Grease.  

Carven went high up into the mountains with their resort collection before taking a round the world riotous of yellow and pink for spring summer 2012 and apparently, that's yielding them good results.  Suffice to say, Carven have had a good year and as I predicted long ago, A stronghold of Carven-devotees are now very much present to match the other cult of Wang-ites and they've got the sales to back that up with My-Wardrobe saying that it's the fastest selling label they've got.  It couldn't happen to a nicer bloke as I can strongly attest that Guillaume Henry is giving, what was essentially a defunct house with a few perfumes, every bit of creative and commercial nous he's got up his sleeve.  

The summer of Carven therefore begins with me yodelling badly from the heights of my balcony, wearing a matching silk t-shirt and shorts combo my My Wardrobe.  A handy gift voucher meant that I could commit the unspoken no-no of donning a "total look".  When it's a total look that involves completing a picture postcard scene though, it's hard to resist looking like I'm wearing a sandwich board for a brand.  

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The Hills Are Still Alive

>> Considering that I puked my guts out up in icy climes, at the tender age of five because I couldn't hack the altitude of the Swiss alps, I seem to have a persistent fondness of Alpine scenes on clothes.  The hills are well and truly alive according to not one but two blog posts that feature the lilting words of Julie Andrews.  Blame my parents for bringing me up on a strict video diet of Sound of Music on rotation with Oliver and Grease.  

Carven went high up into the mountains with their resort collection before taking a round the world riotous of yellow and pink for spring summer 2012 and apparently, that's yielding them good results.  Suffice to say, Carven have had a good year and as I predicted long ago, A stronghold of Carven-devotees are now very much present to match the other cult of Wang-ites and they've got the sales to back that up with My-Wardrobe saying that it's the fastest selling label they've got.  It couldn't happen to a nicer bloke as I can strongly attest that Guillaume Henry is giving, what was essentially a defunct house with a few perfumes, every bit of creative and commercial nous he's got up his sleeve.  

The summer of Carven therefore begins with me yodelling badly from the heights of my balcony, wearing a matching silk t-shirt and shorts combo my My Wardrobe.  A handy gift voucher meant that I could commit the unspoken no-no of donning a "total look".  When it's a total look that involves completing a picture postcard scene though, it's hard to resist looking like I'm wearing a sandwich board for a brand.  

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Bowled Out

>> Last week, my bit of Topman browsing yielded some PJs worthy of stepping outside in.  This week, whilst doing a bit of research/snooping around in Harvey Nichols in Hong Kong as a comparison to the London store, I found myself in the menswear department wondering outlout why I was finding more stuff to get excited about there than in the womenswear bit.  Turns out the selection in Hong Kong is a touch edgier than the Harvey Nichols store in London.  Christopher Kane and Ashish menswear was on offer as well as a bigger presence from Korean menswear labels such as Wooyoungmi and General Idea.  It was on the General Idea rail that I jokingly grabbed a pair of knitted shorts and then upon holding them up against my body, it occurred to me that I needed to increase my knitted shorts collection from three to four pairs.  I kid you not, these precious moments where I ponder the significance of a pair of knitted bottoms save me from the doldrums of daily life.  

They were all out of small but I was determined to have them despite the grave and perplexed look at the sales assistant's face.  I know he wanted to laugh at me but was stiffling it with a strained mum smile instead.  I'm the one who is as happy as larry now as I've got these knitted babies back to the UK and have dug out a John Lewis boys' cricket jumper out just so they can both get better acquainted with each other's cable knitted ways.  Incidentally, I'm still a huge fan of shopping in John Lewis' school uniform department - thick tights, hockey kilts and plain cotton sweatshirts - all at decent prices.  I highly recommend an occasional gander around there, whilst pretending that you're shopping for your younger siblings/kids/cousins/friends' kids.

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(Wearing ASOS chair print pyjama jacket, John Lewis boys cricket sweater, General Idea knitted shorts, Suno x Loeffler Randall wedges, Prada sunglasses which together is giving off vibes of vintage 1920s knitted bathing suits that men wore, fisherman's knits, cricket of course and Junya Watanabe S/S 11)

On another General Idea note, this isn't the first time I've been piqued by this Korean menswear label's offerings.  Nam of Street FSN was taunting me with a brilliant pink camoflage panelled jacket (top right-hand side of pic below) from the General Idea A/W 11-12 collection when we were hanging out in Florence during Pitti Uomo back in February.  Steve even caught this bit of camo action on camera.  I did question Nam's masculinity in jest, by commenting on the slightly feminine hue of fuschia in the camo print.  He didn't bite at the bait though.  

A quick browse through General Idea's e-commerce site (all in Korean alas) already has a few viable menswear-as-womenswear-unisex options.  It helps that the Korean male model is slightly dainty looking (who isn't impossibly pretty/preened in Korea?!) and so my gender-confused brain is lapping all of this up with gusto.  

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