Today in Things That Aren’t Cute: these uniforms Ralph Lauren designed for the U.S. Olympic Team. Blazers, berets, knee-length skirts — the company’s statement says the outfits aim to “embody the spirit of American athleticism and sportsmanship,” but I think they’re more “Phillips Exeter Academy, sailing, affected accents from a place that doesn’t exist, that kid you know named John Charles Johnson III, your mom’s Valium in the mirrored bathroom cabinet, and things that do not and will never genuinely define America as a whole unless, of course, you happen to be asking Ralph Lauren.” I grew up in Connecticut. I know this shit.
We’ve always been a little jealz of Sephora employees, mostly because they get to spend their days surrounded by all the makeup, beauty products and skincare items a girl could ever want. And, for some reason, perhaps in homage to the King of Pop, they wear only one glove. For now anyway, as there’s another awesomely cool thing Sephora employees (the “cast” of the store) have that nobody else will be able to get their grimy little fingers on: staff uniforms designs by Prabal Gurung. Keep reading »
Let’s all agree that one thing that separates the sexes is the fact that women like to dress up in fancy clothes and look pretty and men also like it when women dress up in fancy clothes and look pretty. But men, however, do not like to dress up in fancy clothes and look pretty. Men who dress well and have cultivated a personal style do it because dressing sharply serves a purpose. That specific purpose is to attract women who are naturally inclined to enjoy fancy clothes that look pretty. Men do not have an innate desire to doll themselves up. The irony, of course, is that the animal kingdom is full of males with bright plumage, flowing manes, and glowing red asses. But if peacocks could strum an acoustic guitar, those Technicolor chickens wouldn’t have to strut so much. Keep reading »
When I found out my friend Aileen once worked 8-hour days dressed as a Holiday Snoopy at the local outlet mall, I have to admit a part of me was a bit jealous. I’ve had some interesting jobs in my life — the night in D.C. when I was hired to keep drunk men away from Whoopi Goldberg comes to mind — but I’ve managed to avoid epically bad work uniforms. My professional past includes no propeller hats or suits shaped like a meatball sandwich. In fact, the strictest dress code I’ve had to adhere to was the green apron and black polo shirt required at Starbucks, accessorized with a hearty splatter of mocha all over my face and hair.
I know you guys can easily one-up me on this one, so let’s hear it: What was your worst work uniform? Keep reading »
While coming to work in a uniform certainly would make getting dressed in the morning easier, it might not make you look very cute. That is, unless your uniform was designed by someone you’ve actually heard of. Waitresses at Provocateur, a new club in New York City’s Hotel Gansevoort, will wear micro-mini leather sheath dresses created by Rag & Bone. And the hotel isn’t alone in getting fancy designer labels sewn inside. From the early days of commercial airlines, big names have had a hand in workday attire. [WWD via Racked]
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Things are not looking good for French couturier Christian Lacroix, whose fashion house has failed to find a buyer to rescue it from bankruptcy. At least the designer is doing some extra work to keep his head afloat, scoring a gig to design uniforms for French railway employees. Lacroix has put them in purple bow blouses, boxy suits, and berets. While it might be cool to be able to go to work everyday wearing a Lacroix item, we’re not too sure the workers wearing these outfits would be so pleased with the Disneyland-chic flamboyancy of them.
If Lacroix has decided to save his brand by selling out and bringing “fashion to the masses,” we wish he’d consider doing a bridge line with the obvious retailer, Target. (We could use some more French style in America, don’t you think?) Monsieur Lacroix, we believe your people pronounce it Tar-jey. [NY Mag] Keep reading »