I love fashion, but the Paris couture collections make me absolutely giddy. These collections celebrate fashion as high art, and present frothy, impossibly constructed delectable creations that make grown women salivate. Of course, couture gowns cost in the tens and hundreds of thousands, so we won’t be buying one anytime soon, but that doesn’t mean we can’t look. The first day of couture week featured shows from Giambattista Valli, Christian Dior (currently helmed by Bill Gaytten), Chanel, Versace, and Alexis Mabille — and they did not disappoint. Click to see some of our favorite looks from the first crop of shows.
My, how Blake Lively has changed. I remember seeing her for the first time cast as the tomboyish soccer player Bridget in “The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants.” I would have never suspected that the spunky blonde who I fondly associated with a golden retriever would soon snag the role of the glossiest reformed bad girl to ever hit the Upper East Side, let alone grow into the face of Chanel and Karl Lagerfeld’s favorite fashion female. Color me impressed. More remarkable still, Blake has been outspoken about her lack of stylist, which may have a little (or a lot) to do with some of her more … shall we say, ill-advised sartorial choices. One of the things I love most about Blake? She’s not afraid to get risky. Click through for a brief history of Blake’s style.
Karl Lagerfeld isn’t exactly warm, fuzzy and cuddly , but dang, his new kitten is! Herr Karl adopted a new kitty, named Choupette (a French term of endearment), which is also what Herbie the Love Bug was nicknamed in those “Herbie” movies. The idea of Karl having a sweet little kitten seems quite at odds with his cold German exterior and creepy leather gloves, but I suppose even Chanel designers need love too. [Styleite]
Neutrogena makeup wipes aren’t fancy enough for you? Chanel sells 100 individual cotton makeup wipes for $20. It is actually not a terrible deal: each cotton wipe comes out to 20 cents each. However, the pads are all emblazoned with Chanel’s interlocking “Cs,” which is a bit much for something you’re just going to toss in the trash afterwards and screams “label whore!” to me.
Are Chanel makeup wipes completely batty or a budget-friendly indulgence? [Chanel via Nylon] Keep reading »
Confession: I’m a little bit obsessed with blogs written by American girls living in Paris. Their style, their food, their apartments, their men … ooh la la! My favorite is Making Magique, but I also like Badaude, the group blog HipParis and Dead Fleurette (who lives in Oslo, but is a Francophile). Maybe I’m deeply jealous of my friend Leonora Epstein, who wrote The Frisky’s 365 Days In Paris series. Or maybe I’m just envious of a world where the lighting always looks just-so. Or maybe I just want to wear red lipstick and polka dots without apology.
Either way, I’m going through a serious Francophile phase myself and hoping my holidays are filled with macarons and Chanel perfume. Shopping for a wannabe Parisian this holiday season? Allons-y! Keep reading »
Unlike the vast majority of fashion enthusiasts, I wouldn’t call myself a Chanel obsessor. Though I covet old photos of Coco with a string of pearls and a cigarette, I refuse to idolize a Nazi spy, and Karl Lagerfeld is about as pretentious and boring as the bouclé suits the line is famous for. Many young fashionistas love Chanel because they don’t know what else to love. Ladies, make yourselves aware of the other three, infinitely superior C’s: Céline, Chloé, and Cristóbal (Balenciaga, of course). Yes, Chanel is beautiful, timeless, and classic. Yes, it has been around for a long time. Yes, it was one of the first bold-faced names in fashion. But to me, these days, it’s little more than a symbol of a stodgier, simpler time. Keep reading »