Posts Tagged ‘chanel’
Photograph by Quentin De Wispelaere for A Magazine
Chanel, as iconic a house with a Kaiser can be, sometimes his collections just miss the mark with me. They oftentimes borderline on the grotesque – and I think to myself, who but Sasha Pivovarova can wear these pieces? This time around, Karl left me so excited. His pop-art-meets-street-wear-machine presentation (or at least that’s what I’m calling it) was the first time in a long time that I thought to myself: c’est me, Karl, I can wear these pieces! But at once I must examine what I’ve attempted to propagate here. This also could be a total case of the corollary, in which Karl’s collections haven’t changed at all. Instead, it is my own taste in fashion that has seasoned to finally appreciate the Coco oeuvre. This, my dear friends, could very well be true.
Or should I say, Caroline Sieber von Westenholz? Her recent wedding was featured in the September 2013 issue of Vogue as The Wedding of the Year – look out, Klout score! She is formally referred to as a Chanel brand ambassador and Karl, himself, made her wedding dress. Of course, Laetitia Crahay had a hand at the veil and so on and so forth. Privilege at its apogee. Seriously, I’ve been following her on instagram for a few months now and it’s all St. Tropez to me.
She lives in a castle and dresses as though she had every runway collection at her fingertips. All her clothes look brand new, too. Poppin’ tags. (Never mind tags I swear she drinks champagne for breakfast). Her life is most assuredly a charmed one. Picking street style proved difficult, however, because Caroline sometimes looks too affected, as though the clothes were laid out for her the night before by a Chanel-bot. I tried to select the few outfits that have a bit more movement to them. Something common folk might aspire to, if not dare to imitate whilst feeling ballsy one afternoon in a couture daydream. Read the rest of this entry »
That pointy nose. Those pointy, bunny ears. Welcome, Laetitia Crahay, to the Eurotrash people roster of fun. She has a baby and a cat, and lots of hats. Laetitia is the creative director of Maison Michel millinery and the jewellery director at Chanel. Meaning, her and the Kaiser are best buds. How chic? Her pregnancy clothes were Chanel tweed – that chic.
Her style reminds me of a French modernism that dips into cliché, tainting it with a refreshingly new sensibility. Like robots and rabbits that clutter her apartment, paired with the classic cloche and a string of pearls. Glistening surfaces with lots of black accents. Just looking at her, we begin to see the parallels between her life’s work and her life. The femme totale – not fatale – but everything. I think you need to be a bit of a maniac to create anything worthy of two interlocking C’s. Read the rest of this entry »
A blogger I’ve followed since the inception of Eurotrash, Caroline Blomst of Stockholm Street Style and Caroline’s Mode, she puts a Chanel bag to work. Her daily outfit posts sporting Acne something, a Balenciaga motorcycle jacket and Starbucks are always inspirational. Even though it’s hard to mustre the courage and go makeup free (as she usually does), there’s something to be said of her unaffected look. Did she just get out of bed?
Also the first girl to introduce me to Isabel Marant – and skinny jeans. If you’re looking for a grungier side of Eurotrash, Caroline is your girl.
Rachel Sin Augustina Dress $325 CAD. Available at www.RachelSin.com. Use code EUROTRASH25 to receive 25% until Dec 10, 2012.
There’s something about the 3/4 length pencil skirt that can make any woman feel like she’s a young Liz Taylor in Cat on a Hot Tin Roof (1958), trying to seduce her husband into going to bed with her. He likes whiskey better. But she possesses a latent sexuality that’s plain for every spectator to see and we sit there screaming at the screen, “Are you blind, Paul?!?!”
Dressing up the Rachel Sin Augustina dress got me thinking about film noir. The femme fatale, a lady who will steer you wrong even though it feels so right. She’s lonely. A criminal. And perhaps, just needs saving – or perhaps, she’s evil to the core.
The dress has an ultra-feminine silhouette and hugs you in all the right places. I went with this hourglass look, it’s so classic and lovely – hard to believe I could be so evil in it!
Paired it with sky-high Yves Saint Laurent Tribtoo heels available at LUISAVIAROMA.COM. Taking notes from Victoria Beckham, these shoes are essentials because they pull up your calf muscles giving your legs an extra-long appearance.
Next came accessories. My grandmother’s vintage purse is right out of a Tuesday night on TCM. And the Tiger of Sweden “Butch” hat was a tip of the hat to George Sanders as The Saint. It adds a bit of business to the whole outfit. I could be a mob wife, you know? Pow Pow Pow.
Not much jewellery but vintage Chanel earrings and an Anna Sui black rose cocktail ring that stealthily flips open, lipgloss inside.
I’ve been meaning to write this post for some time now. “Hey, retail stores in the flesh! You’d better start putting those price tags in visible areas lest you want to be swallowed up by the Internet,” – and I’ve been wanting to say that for a while.
Here’s the thing. You walk into a highbred retail store – not H&M; more Holts, TNT or Intermix and don’t even get me started on Gucci – you see something you like; a little delectable treat, perhaps. Bags are the number one worst for this. Modesty, or a tight budget, a shopper’s natural reflex is to look at the price (or, in this case, try to find it).
Stumbled upon this ancient Vogue Paris shoot featuring Brazilian export, Adriana Lima and the most Eurotrash accessory pairings I’ve seen in a long time. The colours – bubble gum pink? OK, have we watched My Big Fat Gypsy Wedding? Screams trashy, but Lima keeps it classy with her Brazilian, come hither eyes. I love her arm parties, and you know how much I hate arm parties. It’s like girls think they are going to get famous, ahem Man Repeller, taking the same photo of the same bracelet pairing just switched around every other day. PS. I used to really love Man Repeller.
Anyway fur, Chanel bags, Vuitton, jingarells (as Emilia would say), and a whole lot of BLING watches a Eurotrash girl make.