The production of counterfeit luxury goods is a criminal offense, and designers have always been vocal in their condemnation of the practice. Last week, Prada chief executive officer (and Miuccia’s husband) Patrizio Bertelli stoked controversy when he shared his opinion on the matter, saying, “Fake goods aren’t totally bad; at least it created jobs at some counterfeit factories.” He went on to reason, “We don’t want to be a brand that nobody wants to copy.” When questions arose, a Prada spokesman justified Bertelli’s statement, proceeding to say that “the quote is part of an extended conversation” that acknowledged the way in which “the market of counterfeits is an objective reality for successful brands and how this phenomenon has its own reality, also in terms of manufacturing, that is very structured.” This kind of progressive attitude, previously unheard of amongst the high fashion flock, is a natural extension of the fact that these activities will continue to exist, so why not put a positive spin on it? Keep reading »
Wes Anderson’s new film “Moonrise Kingdom,” which tells a story of two dissatisfied, soul-searching 12-year-olds falling in love in 1960s New England, shattered limited-release box office records with a gross of $669,486 over the four-day Memorial Day holiday weekend. The movie’s distributor, Focus Features, confirmed that its per-location average of $130,752 by Sunday while playing in four theaters was in fact the highest average ever for a non-animated film, a record previously held by “Dreamgirls.”
I saw it on Friday, the day it came out, and though I’m a card-carrying member of Wes Anderson’s most devoted fan club (there’s not a film in his repertoire that doesn’t charm me and every other twenty-something Brooklyn girl to death), don’t let my bias sway you: this movie is seriously good. I have been known to hate on child actors, who are often awkward and contrived enough to ruin an otherwise decent movie, so I had my doubts going into the theater. But Jared Gilman and Kara Hayward, the two young stars who had never acted professionally prior to being casted, were delightful. I won’t give too much away, but you have to see this movie if you haven’t already, whether you’re a fan of Anderson’s previous films or not (but especially if you are). Right now “Moonrise Kingdom” is only playing at select theaters in New York and Los Angeles, but Focus will be extending the distribution to several hundred theaters throughout the month. You can watch the trailer here. [CBS News]
Karl Lagerfeld is known as much for making bizarre and inflammatory comments as he is for designing clothing. Let’s recap: Adele is a little too fat for his liking. He loves Dominique Strauss-Kahn. He doesn’t tolerate ugly children. He only likes high-class escorts, and doesn’t like sleeping with people he really loves. He thinks the only people who take issue with thin models are “fat mummies.” Perhaps best of all, he claims that Coco Chanel was “never a feminist because [she] wasn’t ugly enough for that.” Seriously. To be frank, I like to think of Karl as a caricature of sorts who can never really be taken all that seriously in any context aside from fashion. He is, after all, the Kaiser, and the Kaiser’s gonna say what he damn well pleases. Keep reading »
Jennifer Lopez wears some absolutely fantastic things, but the singer and American Idol judge is not what I would call the arbiter of good taste: she likes her clothes short, spangly, and as skintight as she can manage without bursting a blood vessel. I mean, can you blame her? This week, J.Lo brought boytoy Casper Smart (who, ugh, I just noticed has a neck tattoo) along for the ride to celebrate the launch of her new single in Vegas, and I don’t think the term “minidress” does the teeny-tiny garment she chose for the occasion justice. Of course it looks fabulous on her — duh, it’s J.Lo — and it is Vegas, but I can’t look at her in this dress without wincing. How often do you think she had to pull that shit down lest she flaunt the fallopians? Jenny from the block needs a sit-down talk about not show-cha(ing) her chocha.
Just when I start to think that disgusting displays of excess have reached capacity, someone comes up with the idea of genetically engineering stingrays in order to produce unique colorful designs on the shagreen (the hide of the stingray) to then be made into shoes. Sneakers, to be exact. This is apparently a real thing, but it seems a little, um, fishy to me. Shoe manufacturer Rayfish Footwear claims its scientists will be able to “record and recombine DNA of existing animals” to alter their skin into one of 29 patterns. Then they will make shoes out of them. The shoes will cost $1,800. I really hope that this is a hoax, and my soft, slimy friends (that time one of them killed Steve Irwin notwithstanding, god bless) who I used to stroke lovingly in a tank at the aquarium of my childhood are safe. I love/am vaguely traumatized by their little faces. [Fashionista]
Princess Charlene of Monaco has a formidable sense of style, but given her role as, you know, royalty, she doesn’t get too many chances to put it on display. Mainly resigned to lackluster shades of beige and grey, Charlene always works a great fit and stylish footwear, but her ensembles are rarely anything to write home about, despite vocal approval from Giorgio Armani and the notoriously difficult-to-impress Karl Lagerfeld, who told her, “You are going to be a style icon. You bring a breath of fresh air and modern glamour to Monaco.” I daresay things seem to be changing for Charlene sartorially — perhaps she’s feeling a bit more wiggle room now that it’s been almost a year since her royal wedding to Prince Albert? — if the spring 2012 Prada dress she donned at this week’s Monaco F1 Grand Prix race is any indication. The garment itself, which features a series of turquoise race cars, was a cheeky nod to the occasion, and Charlene topped it all off with a bright red lipstick that (coincidentally?) complemented the noise-reducing headphones. This may or may not be the kind of look one would normally anticipate from a woman fit to be queen, but it is awesome. Duchess of Cambridge, take note.
I know you’re being productive right now, or trying to, but you’re going to have to stop for a second and check out this picture. Roberto Cavalli, the man responsible for ostentatious high-end clothing so tasteless it transcends taste and becomes tasteful despite itself, and Azzedine Alaïa, the man hailed world over for creating the most flattering (and, it should be said, fairly minimalist) dresses suited to the female form, converged during Cavalli’s recent trip to Paris. What resulted from this meeting of the minds was not a fashion collaboration, or a long conversation disparaging Anna Wintour (Cavalli publicly, shamelessly, awesomely slammed her last month), but couscous. They made it together! At Alaïa’s house! Quoth Cavalli on his part in the meal, “I help him set the table and serve dishes filled with the new ‘hot’ creation of a great stylist!” Yes. [Fashionista]
“The Bling Ring” has sounded promising since news first relayed that Sofia Coppola would be adapting the story for the silver screen. It goes something like this: a band of spoiled, fame-obsessed Hollywood teenagers break into the homes of stars like Orlando Bloom and Paris Hilton. It’s a startling (and, as you’ll recall, true) tale of celebrity, greed, and youth in the age of the Internet, which the teens used to track down the whereabouts of their high-profile victims. The first photo of the cast hit the web this week via Entertainment Weekly, and I must say, they’ve styled the naughty mid-aughties kids to a T: Emma Watson looks every bit the young, wealthy heathen, replete with a fur vest and, naturally, the requisite how-old-are-you-why-do-you-have-that Birkin bag. The rest of the cast is spot-on, too: attractive, expensively-dressed, big iced coffees, no-soul-behind-my-Dior-sunglasses stares … yeah, I’m really looking forward to this movie. It’s too bad it won’t be in theaters until next year. [Crushable]
And just like that, the Cannes Film Festival is over. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t sad, and you’d be lying if you said I wasn’t really lame for feeling that way. Every year, I look so forward to the cutting-edge dresses and the high concentration of preternatural French cool. My years of experience in fashion-crushing have taught me that the old cliche is true, and that it really, truly is the Gallic who have the best style of all. As such, Cannes is known for its high-caliber glamour, and the attendees from across the way are well-suited to do as the natives. We’ve been closely following every look from the 11-day event, and now that it’s come to a close, it’s time to analyze the very best of hair and makeup straight from the shores of the Riviera.
The gossip rags got one thing right: Reese Witherspoon is most definitely pregnant. The radiant star turned up at Cannes on Saturday for the premiere of her film “Mud,” and she looked amazing (like, her top 10 good). The royal blue Versace gown she chose for the occasion was not only gorgeous, but the empire waist was perfectly suited to her enhanced figure — and new cleavage! The fabric fell in tiny accordion pleats to the floor, with a daring (hey, for a pregnant lady) up-to-there slit and elaborate strapping on the back. Perfection! She looked stunning, but also comfortable in the roomy dress, and though hubby Jim Toth was nowhere to be seen, Reese seemed perfectly at ease on the arm of her co-star Matthew McConaughey. I mean, who wouldn’t?