No, I am not trying to confuse you. There really is no Fashion Week post today. I’ve been so busy with work, live and spring that I simply didn’t have enough time to finish the posts. And since this week is also looking pretty busy I just knew that trying to keep up with everything at once will be impossible. And so I decided to postpone the series until mid-April.
I know you are probably a bit disappointed, but I promise to deliver something good in a few weeks. Until then, I’ve got a few beautiful editorials and stories to share.
As it often happens on Mondays, here’s another editorial featuring beautiful Natalia Vodianova in Belle de nuit story photographed by Friedemann Hauss for the March 2001 issue of Marie Claire Australia.
Photo source: Natalia Vodianova in Belle de nuit | Marie Claire Australia March 2001 (photography: Friedemann Hauss)
“My scissors have lifted me out of Petticoat Lane in the East End of London and have taken me all over the world.”
Vidal Sassoon: the movie is a beautifully made, intelligent, brilliant, incredibly intimate and moving film about “a man who changed the world with a pair of scissors” and created the most iconic hair cut that stood the test of time.
Vidal Sassoon’s philosophy has always been very simple: do something you know you are good at and don’t waste time trying to be somebody you aren’t, achieve perfection in everything you do and remember to take care of your body and mind by eating well, staying active and learning something new every day.
He is not just a legend, but a source of inspiration that gets into your brain, under your skin and circulates through the body while you are watching the film.
In the entire history of H&M collaborations with designers and celebrities, Marni was the very first one who got me really (REALLY) excited. Of course, I loved the idea of Lanvin for H&M, too, but it just wasn’t THAT tempting for me, especially after my darling friend kindly reminded me of the real Lanvin hanging in my wardrobe. “Why would you bother”, she said. “You’ve already got your Lanvin.”
Marni was different. My ultimate Marni love has always been their statement jewellery, but I’ve never allowed myself to buy any because, ultimately, it was too expensive for what it was. H&M made it affordable to the point of stocking up like there’s no tomorrow. If only it was that easy…
For days I browsed and browsed the Marni for H&M lookbook, dreaming until the day has finally come. I got up in the morning, fed my lovely pupster, made myself breakfast and a cup of green tea and sat in front of my computer ready to shop. I must admit, I would give it a miss if I had to go to the actual shop. Having spent most of my childhood and adult life queuing, I wasn’t prepared to do it again. More over, I didn’t want to get up at a crack of dawn (I’ve heard of people camping by H&M entrance at 3:30am!) and drag myself to the shops. It’s too early, too crowded, too much of a pain and not so very much me. I am a dedicated online shopper, particularly when it comes to collaborations and very much intend to keep it that way.
And there I was… Browsing the pieces beautifully displayed on my screen, carefully judging every magnified pixel. Of course, I wanted the necklaces and a couple of bracelets before anything else, but the cream patterned skirt and colour block dress were also on my wish list just in case I get lucky.
At exactly 9:00 I pressed the “buy” button, the screen blinked and the shiny silver picture was replaced by a heart-breaking “you are placed in a queue” message. I got up, made myself another cup of tea and decided to do some paperwork while waiting and periodically pressing the “try again” button. Cool as a cucumber.
30 minutes later I was granted the access. The necklaces were still there, and so were the dresses, skirts and bracelets, waiting to be mine. I quickly placed the white necklace, chunky cuff and a colour-block dress in my basket and went through the checkout. By the time I was done with my credit card details, the necklace was gone forever. The good news was that I managed to get the cuff and the blue and orange silk dress. I was happy.
Just for fun, I returned to the website, managed to log in straight away and 2 minutes later emerged with a cream skirt, blue patterned dress and a pair of orange plastic earrings.
There was still plenty of everything left (apart from the necklaces), but it was a lovely morning and pupster needed his walk and so off we went.
It was a good experience to remember and certainly a brilliant way to acquire some beautiful pieces for a lot less of their full-blown Marni equivalents. Once the whole over the top excitement faded away, I decided to return the blue dress and earrings, so will only keep the dress, bracelet and skirt.
I did develop a few rules and I guess, they helped me to get what I wanted, so here is a list just in case you may find it useful:
1. Be prepared in advance: browse the lookbook, select what you like and stick with the list.
2. Register your details before the sale. If you don’t you will definitely lose precious minutes and some of your purchases. If you can add and save your card details, it will make your life even better.
3. Make sure that you are logged in on the day.
4. Know your sizes. If unsure, go for everything in two sizes and return the ones that don’t fit.
5. Check out several times if necessary as it may increase your chances of getting every single item you want. You will have to pay extra delivery charge, but it really is worth it.
6. Sometimes you are only allowed one item from each category, so if you really want to have a pair or simply increase your chances of success, team up with a friend, lovely neighbour or relative and shop from two computers with two credit cards.
7. Shopping on-line makes it easier to return the items because you are protected by consumer right policy for on-line shopping and can return everything you didn’t like without any problems within a timing period that often differs from the one in a regular shop.
8. Have fun! I always remind myself that if something is no longer there, it wasn’t meant to be mine and isn’t worth my time and emotions.
P.S. Still wish I got the white necklaces, though…
And so, just for once, there is a story rather than an editorial to share on this beautiful Monday morning.
And just like that Paris Fashion Week, the most exciting, sparkling and glamorous of them all, is over. I always feel a bit sad when it comes to an end as I can enjoy Parisian delights for as long as Paris is happy to generously share them with me.
And there is a list of my unforgettables…
Chloe’s casual elegance with scrumptious cosy coats, signature oh-so-Parisian drop waist silhouette, floaty skirts and delicate lace details.
Lanvin’s collection was probably one of my most favourite ones Alber Elbaz ever did. It was perfect in a way it was structured to fit the body where necessary without losing an ability to flirt with the audience with the help of glittering appliques and yards and yards of draping and crinoline-free deliciousness of the full skirts.
Sonia Rykiel looked French and like something a woman could throw on first thing in the morning and still look good all day long. It was very inspiring because many looks could have been created with less expensive pieces without loosing the magic.
I also loved Stella McCartney’s sporty, edgy and impeccably tailored clothes. She made me want to wear a suit, something that’s been a Mission Impossible until now.
On the other end of the spectrum was, of course, the one and only Marc Jacobs whom people keep referring to as genius. I am yet to figure out why because the only things I keep thinking of include his carousel extravaganza that was obviously inspired by Chanel Fall/Winter 2008-2009 collection and then the latest Fall 2012 ready-to-wear collection that made me think of Karl’s Chanel Cruise 2007/2008 show again. I guess, using the plane would be too obvious, so Mr Jacobs went for the budget and space friendly train option and looked for ideas at Dior and "Diorient Express" Couture 1998 show by Galliano. Not that I am very surprise. His 2008 Gosta Olofsson’s case and and well-known Oscar de la Renta’s claim about Mr Jacobs being “a mere copyist” are more then enough to prove my point.