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Saturday, 11 June 2011

"SAVAGE BEAUTY" Alexander McQueen at the MET: May 4- Aug 7 2011



“You’ve got to know the rules to break them. That’s what I am here for, to demolish the rules but to keep to tradition.”

Alexander McQueen:”Romantic Mind”





I was extremely lucky to be in New York at the end of May and to be able to go and see the
Alexander McQueen exhibition at the magnificent  Metropolitan Museum of Art. When I saw the title banner: “Savage Beauty” I was a little discomfited, for what could possibly be seen as savage in McQueen’s magnificent creations?  What I was about to embark on was a journey not only into McQueen’s vision of fetishism and the macabre but as I strolled from one themed gallery to another I felt myself being submerged into a world of vivid imagery and revolutionary designs, each one highlighting the body of McQueen’s work, some more disturbing than others but all powerfully thought provoking.

In the first gallery “Romantic Mind” you are rewarded with the beautiful craftsmanship McQueen acquired from his Savile row training: a row of mannequins in beautifully tailored jackets and trousers, all so familiar and now all part of his legacy. As I was carried along by the crowd of avid fans and the curious, all of us hungry for more..... Things started to get decidedly chilly. I was no longer sure whether the cold that settled on my bare shoulders was from an overzealous A/C going full throttle or something more chilling that bade me forward into the realms of McQueen’s gothic mind.
*Gallery View Romantic Mind. Courtesy of The Met*

The “Cabinet of Curiosities” is like nothing you could possibly imagine. This inner sanctum, a walled room that could easily mimic the cloistered sections in McQueen’s mind, is where your breath catches in your throat and you let out a silent prayer. The array of curios from collaborations with a number of well know designers such as jeweller Shaun Leane and milliner Philip Treacy are all on display in shelved compartments . These bewildering pieces cry out to be inspected, each design more complex and mind boggling than the other. A wondrous sight.


*Cabinet of Curiosities. Courtesy of The Met*

“People find my things aggressive. But I don’t see it as aggressive. I see it as romantic, dealing with a dark side of personality.”

Alexander McQueen “Romantic Gothic and the Cabinet of Curiosities”

Gallery view: Romantic Gothic. Courtesy of The Met

And so the themes progress from romantic to traumatic , from sane to insane, from the ravages of the hunted in the eerie “Highland rape” and the spine chilling hologram of Kate Moss’s “Widow of Culloden” gown silently billowing, layer upon layer of silk endlessly turning before your eyes.

I think I reached my limit of what I could only describe as palatable, after all the excesses and extremes, when I got to the glass box used in “Voss: the spring/summer 2001 collection”. Inside I spied the voluptuously naked woman reclining on a divan wearing some eerie fetish mask, I quickly moved on, my quota filled for the day and an overwhelming desire for sunlight and hearing children’s laughter pulling me on and out to the final display:

 “Romantic Naturalism/ Plato’s Atlantis”: here in this somewhat cold and clinical room was the last collection Alexander McQueen produced before his untimely demise.  I was able to feast my eyes on the serenely  beautiful  and hypnotic  moth prints that had so enchanted me , as well as the ungainly bondage shoes that only Lady Gaga and Daphne Guinness would find charmingly beguiling...to me they are the hooves of the devil, but to each his own.

This exhibition is neither for the “happily ever after” school of thought nor for the yummy mummy who wanders in for some quiet time while dragging her rambunctious little one. This is hard and thought provoking, moving as well as disturbing, but clearly a journey to be undertaken by any die hard McQueen fan and admirer. His was not often a quiet mind but it was far from boring.   The Met has done an immense and incredible job with this exhibition, it is an excellent tribute to this much loved man who transformed the face of fashion and the way we perceive it. I would recommend going when things are a little quieter, so that you can take your time to listen, read and fully absorb the sheer volume of  sights and sounds. Then I recommend a coffee or even a glass of wine because you will need the distraction... you will come out wearing this whole experience  like a heavy mantel , saddened by the fact that the genius that is Alexander McQueen is no more.  



All images courtesy of the Metropolitan Museum of Art.


I would like to thank Nancy Chilton at the Met for her help in acquiring these beautiful images to accompany my piece, without them it would not have been possible to describe my visit.


Monday, 6 June 2011

Cheryl Cole: The Hex Factor

Can somebody please throw this piece of "Cole" back in the barbecue, slap on a few burgers, bring out the beers and lets get on with a Cheryl free summer...Someone? Anyone?
Come on! All we have been hearing is how stressed she is, how overwrought; she has lost weight,put on weight all this and more in the anticipation of getting chosen to be a judge on the US version of the X-Factor.
This was a yawn fest for me but a field day for the tabloids.
Then lo and behold, the clouds parted and there was Cheryl along side her buddy Simon Cowell and the diminuative Paula Abdul , all smiling into the cameras like one big happy dysfunctional family. Paula made it known that Simon was her confident and sparring partner, Cheryl met her match and  was relegated to the back of the row . So she soldiered on, tried to make a better impression and decided to style herself and come out looking like Chewbacca in a lounge suit. Her hair was not only teased but surely titillated to the point of explosion with her feet not only hidden but enveloped by her wide leg purple trousers. Was she channeling Prince?...Surely schadenfreude kept someone from telling her that she looked like a marionette on speed. The "hex" was on and nothing short of a ouiji board could have predicted that she would be unceremoniously shipped back to Old Blighty. Did I laugh? Hell yeah! Especially when the newspapers reported how no one could understand her Geordie accent; that when she asked a contestant where he came from,he thought she was asking him how old he was.
Seriously, this show like so many others in this genre, is simply a factory churning out "stars" most of whom fall through the fame net into complete oblivion no matter who mentors them or who deigns to proclaim them" winners". Just like on " America's Next Top Model"...where are they? I have never seen half of the winners on that show in any fashion magazine let alone on the catwalks...and they are proclaimed " Top Models"... Where? Uzbekistan??
Back to Cheryl: I only wish she would follow the same path and get off our radar for a little while. Why not sing another duet with wedge head Will-i-am?  After all: Where there is a Will...there is certainly a way and that should boost her ego as well as record sales.... maybe even make her more plausible and more bankable, not just the dimpled cheeked, incoherent face of L'Oreal.
 And Cheryl? Get your cojones back.

Monday, 23 May 2011

Forget about the PRICE TAG...






*ELLE MAGAZINE-MARCH 2011*
...I wish I could forget about the bloody price tag: coconut man and moon head...(who are they? Anybody know other than Jessie J?)
These MIU MIU shoes are da bomb! The little sequin ZADIG vest is superb too...tad pricey for what is but who cares when ..."I wanna see the world dance and forget about the price tag..."

Proof is in the Pudding!

In my post "From Cannes to Morocco via 1970's " I mentioned the similarities between David Beckham  (in the royal wedding photos) and Ricky Gervais... and I couln't find the correct images to prove that point. Thanks to "HEAT" magazine, not only are there photos to prove it but also a letter from a reader sharing my view:


Thank you Sophie and HEAT magazine.

Sunday, 15 May 2011

The Unstoppable : " Miss Ashida"


I have always had a soft spot for Japanese designers: I was a complete Kansai Yamamoto follower back in the 80’s and then upgraded to the minimalistic genius of Yohji Yamamoto, followed by the beautifully structured Issey Miyake, adding a few whimsical pieces from Comme des Garcons. It was during my Kansai love affair in 1980, that I met the lovely Tae Ashida in Switzerland during our two scholastic years together. 30 years later and my love affair has extended its arms to the gorgeous designs by my dear friend: “Miss Ashida”.

 
Tae is the daughter of the much lauded Japanese designer Jun Ashida, upon leaving high school in Switzerland she was awarded the Nicole Miller scholarship for having designed “the most beautiful dress” and went on to assist her in New York in 1987. She also twiced interned at Christian Lacroix Haute Couture in 84 and 87, after Tae graduated from RISD with a BFA. (There was a connection with Mr. Lacroix since he had been an "assistant" for her father for 10 years before he set up his Maison de Haute Couture in Paris,1987.... Tae was backstage at the opening show.)
She then entered her father’s company :Jun Ashida Co, as a designer. Having proven her mettle, Tae launched Miss Ashida in 1991, marking her debut as an independent designer.And the rest is fashion history ...You just have to look at her collection to see what an accomplished artist and designer she is in her own right, with many collaborations and accolades under her belt.


After the horrors of the earthquake last March, many decisions had to be made as to whether Tae could go ahead or cancel the showing of her Autumn/Winter 2011/12 collection during Tokyo fashion week.The decision was taken out of her hands when most of the models that had flown in from Paris and Milan left Tokyo immediately upon hearing about the nuclear incidents in  Fukushima. Instead of giving up and giving in,Tae came up with the idea to film their show in a studio with a handful of willing models and a strong support system around her. Amidst aftershocks and blackouts they stood strong in the face of adversity, everyone making it their mission to see this project through.


Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you a taste of : “MISS ASHIDA” AUTUMN/WINTER 2011/12...a collection that fought to be seen.
 
 




 
For more please visit :http://www.jun-ashida.co.jp
 
Then ,when you have made your choice, hop on down to the boutiques in Japan or closer yet,  Paris at: Jun Ashida, 34 Rue du Faubourg Saint-Honore, 75008 PARIS.
 
 Many thanks to Tae, her PR Ms Kumai and the two years we shared in Switzerland.

Wednesday, 11 May 2011

Im Yours Jason Mraz (Ukelele - Little Asian Kid Singing + Playing It)

Whenever I feel that the world is no longer my oyster because the oyster I ate made me sick...this little gem just makes me smile and chases the nausea away.
Jason Mraz never sounded this good....

Tuesday, 10 May 2011

From Cannes to Morocco via the 1970's...

Monday 9th May,2011:
Location: La Croisette, Cannes...on the corner of Hermes and expensive.

...I spied my pal Amine, who used to be my "Paris Pret a Porter" stomping ground buddy back in my days at Pashion. I haven't seen him since and was so utterly surprised to see him in Cannes amidst the pre Film Festival mayhem .
 He was here for "Marie Claire Arabia" to attend what has to be one of the most coveted affairs : the Chanel Cruise show at the Eden Roc. I caught him one hour before the show shopping at Hermes?  He was dressed in his indomitable style, encapsulating both chic and tongue in cheek and the hug he gave me made up for all the lost time and gave me pause to remember...


*Photo courtesy of Amine Jreissaty: AJ and the incomparable K.L*

Spotted: the gorgeous Blake Lively, Face of Chanel, in Cannes for the show.Obviously her presence would be required ...I only wish mine was too...but hey, you can't have everything . I adore the lovely Blake Lively, in my eyes she can do no wrong but when she messed with her hair....I saw red. Blake don't mess with the locks, orangutan is not your colour.
Gossip girl xoxo

Everyone's favourite butterfly Diva Mariah Carey gave birth to twins and proceeded to ruin the best years of their lives : the girl is called Monroe after Marilyn , an homage to the late great star  and the boy is called Moroccan... an homage to the Moroccan room Mariah and Nick have in their NYC  apartment.  I just hope these kids are going to be home schooled.... for their own sakes.
So I guess Alicia Silverstone naming her son Bear Blu will barely make a ripple in the ocean of  utterly bonkers names....

Elle Macpherson seems to have utterly embraced the 70s look.... to such an extent that she appears in full Charlies Angels regalia on her school run...wow...that hairstyle alone must take forever to get just on the right side of poofy without coming across as vulgar or Farah Fawcett...now if she shows up in a red bathing suit with nipples standing to attention ... grab your kids and RUN!



Actually, upon further investigation, she looks like one of those giant Royal Poodles.....Talk about taking a fad too far....Is that a camel toe I spy? Never a good look no matter who you are.

NB: Is it just me and my sister but....doesn't David Beckham look like Ricky Gervais in William and Kate's wedding photos ?... Who would have thought I would one day be making that comparison...Then again Ricky should be proud.