Wherein Style Spy Has Recourse to Merriam-Webster

Ya know, my English is pretty good. So I don't care what the nice people at Shopbop try to tell me -- these are some really, really cute tops. Every one of them would be adorable over some capris, or nice bermudas, or some skinny jeans.

But they are most decidedly not "dresses." Good googly-moogly...

A Most Sincere Thank You

First of all, a most heartfelt and humble thank you to everyone who has had such kind and supportive things to say to me in the last few days. I'm sure I don't deserve it, but I'm very happy to accept it. Please let me assure everyone that nothing horrible or evil or dramatic is going on with me (although the torn shoulder tendon, I have to admit, has caused a fair bit of unladylike language), I'm just busy and a little flaky.

As a thank you, I went looking for something beautiful to show you. So now I'm grateful to you all and I'm also a little bit chagrined, because I found something beautiful and unfortunately I think I'm going to be obsessed with it.

Ann Demeulemeester bird print satin dress. Oh. My. Goodness. Click on the photo so you can check out the back and close-up of this dress -- it's too beautiful. All the Ann Demeulemeester on Luisa Via Roma right now is crazy-making for me. I'm still really hung up on what I think of as that Parisian silhouette, long & lean & slightly slouchy, though still a bit body conscious. The cut of this dress is pretty much my ideal. I would wear the HELL out of that dress.

More useful though, would be the vest version of the print:

The last couple of seasons we have seen the Return of the Separates, which is good. I think this is a direct response to the economic climate -- people are more comfortable spending money on a garment they can wear in multiple ways. Vests are a brilliant way to get at least double- if not triple-duty out of a top. If I went with the vest, I would pair it with a nice, simple pair of lean black trousers, comme ça:

But not those shoes. THESE shoes:

Because as everyone who hangs out here knows I cannot resist a shot of color when everything else is black & white. Weirdly, I thought these were red when I saw them at first (this is what happens when I write before I've had my coffee), and that was what I loved, but now I'm attached to them and don't care that they're not. It took me a while to get on board with the peep-toe bootie thing, and I'm not sure I need any myself, but these are just so beautifully proportioned and strike me as, believe it or not, really useful (great with jeans, great with skirts, great with trousers). So big thumbs up.


Lastly, my finishing touch:

This is from Rick Owens and I made a hungry dog noise when I saw it. My love of the cuff is well-documented. My love of Rick Owens grows over time. This is marvelous.

So. That's what I'd be wearing this weekend if I had my druthers. What do you think? And how about you? What's your fantasy weekend wardrobe right now?



Also and unrelatedly, be sure to check out this. It will make you laugh and laugh and laugh.

Yelling at Me Won't Help

I've received a couple of comments over the last two days that were so compelling I decided I needed to share them with the whole class:

From yesterday:
"You know, I have followed your blog regularly for about two years. You haven't updated for almost a month, and I'm just about to take you off my favorites list. Perhaps that doesn't matter to you, but it seems like you've invested yourself in this blog, and I thought you would want to know that one of your loyal readers has just about had it."

And then today:
"Look, I love your blog, and have followed it for years, but if you don't start updating more regularly, I'm going to remove you from my favorites and stop checking regularly. It's been FOUR weeks since you updated, and it's awful to find the same post 28 times."

Of course, my first instinct was to think, "Yes, by all means, remove me from your favorites list, sourpuss. I'm perfectly fine with that." Instead I've decided to take the attitude that it is flattering to know that someone enjoys this blog so much that it's causing her this much distress that I haven't been posting much lately.

For those of you who've noticed my absence and have had the good manners NOT to throw a temper tantrum about it, I apologize. It's not because I don't enjoy the blog or value my readers. But life, as all grown-ups know, happens. Jobs happen, injuries & illness happen, family situations happen, all kinds of things happen. There are only so many hours in the day and we all have to prioritize. Since I make exactly $0.00 per month writing this blog, I'm afraid it's slipped down the priorities list at present. Any post that I feel good about putting up takes me a minimum of three hours work, and just at this moment, those hours need to be claimed by other things. I'm sorry if that disappoints anyone, although I'm hard pressed to understand why it would offend or upset anyone.

I haven't abandoned the blog, but I guess I have to say I'm on a bit of a hiatus at present. I hope anyone who enjoys visiting here will rejoin me when it ends. If you don't, I'll certainly understand.

Best,
Amy

Strong. Powerful. Reduced.

Phoebe Philo's back in town, and there has been much rejoicing. Back in the late 90's, when Stella McCartney was turning Chloé into the It Label for It Girls, Philo was her design assistant, and took over as artistic director when McCartney left in 2001 to start her namesake line. Chloé's success didn't slow down a tick after McCartney left -- as a matter of fact, things went so swimmingly that there were snarky rumors and snippy comments about whether the actual talent behind Chloé had always been Philo's after all. But both of these very nice English girls have only nice things to say about one another and McCartney's own line has been so hugely successful that any questions about her design talents (except for those based on personal taste, or, like some bloggers you know, a reluctance to buy plastic shoes that cost $800) have been pretty well laid to rest.

Philo rocked on at Chloé for five years or so and then she did that very modern yet very retro thing: she quit her job to spend more time with her family. Tears were shed, garments were rent, teeth were ground. Chloé ticked on with various designers, and Philo spent a few years romping about the English countryside with her toddlers.

LVMH hired her to reinvigorate Céline, a 70-year old French luxury brand, in 2008 and since then breath has been held while she cleaned house. The first collection she showed was Resort 2010, trotted out last June. Cue wild, thunderous applause. And all those little beeps & clicks you heard? That was the sound of thousands of iPhones & Blackberries in the hands of pretty much every fashion editor in the world calling the Céline offices and asking for samples to shoot. A new outbreak of Phoebemania has sprung up, and you are going to be seeing a LOT of these clothes in the coming months.

With good reason. They're fantastic.

For Fall 2010, Philo wanted to produce clothing that was "Strong. Powerful. Reduced."

Which she has done. The lines of these clothes, and of all the clothes she's been making, are so pared down and simple and neat.

However, with Céline, you know that "simple" doesn't mean what it does in some other contexts. Céline is a luxury house, it always has been. These are quietly elegant investment clothes that could linger usefully in your closet for 20 years or more, without being so predictable you feel like you're blending into the scenery.

The world is having a sportswear moment these days. It makes perfect sense to me. Times are still tough. It feels wrong to spend my fashion allowance on things that only have one purpose, like a cocktail dress or a pair of uber-trendy, collection-specific shoes. Personally right now I'm obsessed with finding good, multi-use tops; and the last three pairs of shoes I bought? One pair of rain boots and two pairs of penny loafers. Seriously. (Although I haven't gone completely utilitarian, mind you -- all three pairs are patent leather.)

It really is a thrill to see pieces like this on the runway.

Although, lest you forget, this is a French take on sportswear. For great American sportswear, see my old pal Michael Kors.

And good googly-moogly, the coats. The coats!!!

I love leather clothing, I freely admit. (No, not that kind of leather clothing!)

A patent leather skirt? Sign me up.

Yes, please.

These clothes please me deeply, and they're going to please a lot of grown-up ladies who are sick unto death of the tattered goth-glam rocker chick thing or the floaty rich hippie thing. I think over the next few seasons we're going to see a lot of classic clothing spun in interesting ways, and this is good news. I feel like I'll be getting a lot of bang for my fashion buck if I shop for things like this. I know myself well enough, though, to know that sticking strictly to this look is going to bore me pretty quickly, so I'm going to stay on the lookout for those small touches to add for pops of individuality & color -- these are the sorts of times when it becomes really important, style-wise, to know what your accessory sweet spot is, and to indulge it if you can. Never stop working on (and working) that collection of colored tights or statement necklaces or whatever your thing is, because those are the items that will personalize your wardrobe.

In the meantime, I'm going to keep a close eye on Phoebe Philo at Céline. It is no small trick to turn out good, reliable yet modern sportswear year after year; I think it's a much greater challenge for a designer than being able to just wipe the slate clean each season with a radical new silhouette or palette, like some of the more fashion-forward designers can. No one bats an eye if Nicolas Ghesquière does armored leggings one season and neoprene dresses the next, but the devotees of labels like Céline & Kors go to them because they know that there is damn well going to be a good pair of trousers there that they can wear for a hundred years. What makes them need a new pair of those trousers every season? Ah, well -- that's where the magic lies.


Images: Style.com

Lemonade

Blech. The weather is... blech.




However. If you DO have to go out into the blech, wearing a pair of bright red patent rainboots (with tassels on the zips!) certainly helps your frame of mind. I heart Cole Haan, as has been well-established here.

Not exactly the same, but close enough:

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Also available in purple! Or, if you're less adventurous in your foul-weather gear, black or gray. Trust me, they'll make it almost bearable.

What I'm After

I'm suggestible. This is what I've been seeing and this is what I'm now wanting:

This is Celine S/S '10. Phoebe Philo is back in the design saddle, now at Celine, and she's working some serious magic over there. So far, she's shown two full and two mid-season collections. Everything has been extremely streamlined and modern and right up my alley, although I'd love a little more color, of course. People are responding to this more favorably than I expected when I first saw it. I wasn't sure at first if the hubbub was just because everyone was happy to see Phoebe Philo working again (she took several seasons off after her massively successful stint at Chloe to do the full-time mom thing), but the clothes are getting a lot of editorial coverage, so it's not just the cult of personality, I don't think. The clothes are really, really good, and deserve the coverage.

Of course, this collection just sends me -- it's exactly what I want to be wearing now, all neat & tailored and narrow and slick. I am feeling very UNflouncy these days. The thing that's specifically speaking to me is that damned leather t-shirt. I am now officially DYING for a leather t-shirt.

Ridiculously impractical, especially since I live where I do. (It was in the low 80's here yesterday -- we'll have a little chilly here & there over the next couple of weeks, but winter is effectively over for us until... a long time from now.) But I am completely smitten with the way that looks.

Here's a long-sleeved version from The Row, F/W '10. (Great collection, by the way. Say what you will about those Olsen girls, they make pretty terrific clothes.) It's slick, but I prefer the short-sleeved version. I also much prefer that beautiful camel-colored leather to the black -- it looks richer and less predictable.


Of course, I could probably make an exception for something black from Hermés...

Oh, that makes me want to cry a little. I so adore what Gaultier does for this house -- the man is a dab hand with leather. This is F/W '10 and the whole collection is extremely delicious, check it out.

I still prefer the warmer colors, though.

This is Philip Lim S/S '10. I posted about this collection when he showed it. I'm such a huge fan of his -- his clothes are just GOOD.


Besides the leather t-shirt, I could certainly go for one of these

Celine, again. So good.

So far, lots & lots of interweb searching is turning up a whole lotta Not Much, but I'm anticipating that by fall we'll be swimming in leather t-shirts. At least I hope so. Right now, the nearest I'm hitting it is this:

Dear Shopbop... Two words: New. Models.

This actually might be more useful, given the climate here, but I'm much less in love with it. Also, I think that color is actually more of that pinky-beige than full-on caramel, which is what I'm really after. Probably I need to spend the summer steeling myself for the disappointment of not being able to find this elusive, perfect, caramel-colored leather t-shirt of my dreams. Maybe if I save up I can afford the actual Celine one. Probably not. I'm rather fond of my kidneys. And keeping a roof over my head.


The other thing I'm really feeling lately is this silhouette in pants:

These are Philip Lim, too, also from S/S '10. I posted about these before -- I am just loving that pleated, slouchy pant with the pegged bottom. I don't know why, it's very mysterious. But look how wonderful in real life:




COLOR!!! Wonderful, wonderful COLOR!!

Love the sleeveless trench. And the brogues.

This makes me positively FAINT with desire. Oooooooooohh, that's good.


So that's going to be my next mission, I think, the perfect slouchy, pegged pants.

What are you on a mission for these days?



Photos: Style.com, Street Style Aesthetic, The Sartorialist, Garance Doré