Marc Jacobs, Spring 2011: Who Wore it Better?
Manolo asks, who wore it better? Malevolent crone, or freakish-scary doll girl? P.S. From the Red Carpet Fashion Awards
Manolo asks, who wore it better? Malevolent crone, or freakish-scary doll girl? P.S. From the Red Carpet Fashion Awards
Manolo says, from the same people who brought you the $1600 artfully ripped, surplus t-shrt comes the $5,500 rayon, tuxedo jumpsuit. Ayyy! Made of 95% viscose, 2% elastane, 3% polyamide! Almost as entertaining as the Veblen good, aspirational pricing, are the sizing descriptions at the Net-a-Porter. Close fitting style, stretch finish Those with a curvy figure may wish to take the next size up Model is 177cm/ 5’10” and is wearing a FR size 36 The French size 36 = US size 4. Yes, yes, the peoples who can afford this do not care about the price, and the peoples…
Manolo says, here are the few things which may intrigue… Writing frumpy, lumpy prose is the equivalent of showing up on a first date with unwashed hair and dirty clothes, and then talking about yourself in a way that leaves the other person looking at her watch and remembering she has to do laundry. . For my part, I consider the state of the bride’s hymen to fall firmly into the ‘none of my business, so please don’t share with me’ category. . Vintage in Museum Archives & from Couture Auction Houses
Manolo says, the aged bride wore white, the groom ate your soul.
Manolo says, so much for the formerly “Smartest Man in the World.” P.S. The tip of the hat to the Manolo’s internet friend, the Lisa, for finding this.
Manolo says, the Manolo was going to say something about this… For me this gets to the heart of the whole question of non-regulation of fashion blogging, which has been celebrated as triumph of democracy in a dictatorial world (now everyone has a voice!) but also poses the dangers of opinion being automatically taken seriously, with no real knowledge on the part of the reader about the person opining, and the depth of what they may, or may not, know. […] I’m not saying all fashion bloggers are dangerous (that would be a little hypocritical, no?), but maybe it is…
Manolo says, yes, the slipper is the hottest thing among the fashion cognoscenti, which proves that, like the swallows to Capistrano, the classics will come back with surprising predictability. Here is the Grace from Elizabeth and James, the classic pony hair slipper in Prussian blue or canine dalmation. Perfect for jaunting about town!
Manolo says, the life of the male model, it is nothing but glamour and blue steel… But, sometimes, all of the adulation, all of the women throwing themselves at you, it gets you down… And you think to yourself, “maybe I should have listened to my Uncle Morty, and become the actuary.”
Manolo says, the Manolo, who has just this past week joined the Pinterest, has been thoroughly enjoying himself, acting like the curious, acquisitive crow, gathering up various things that catch his eye, and nothing has been more catching of the eye, than the photos of the historical clothing. Here, then, are five photos of Regency gowns (all dating from 1810 to 1820, and in various museums and collections around the world) that the Manolo has gathered together and now wishes to show you. Such marvelous fun! The yellow gowns went in and out of fashion throughout the period, and the…
Manolo says, this… Does not equal, this… Yes, yes, the Manolo gets the idea. You are the unconventional, free-spirited, manly-dude, who wishes to show the world that you march to the beat of your own Iron John drum circle, even as you not-so-surreptitiously air your junk out in public. However, the Manolo would like to point out that your self-conception is dramatically at odds with how the rest of the world sees you. As the Manolo’s internet friend, the Lori, put it, “What is it about utilikits that take all of the sexiness, majesty, and coolness out of the regular…
Manolo says, behold, the highest paid actress in Hollywood! $34.5 million dollars for looking drippy in Balmain and Ed Grimley’s hairdo; $34.5 million for affectless performances that could be better done by the department store mannequin with the midget inside. At least the mannequin-midget would look good in the clothes. Speaking of which, the Manolo does not wish to be harsh, but girlfriend does not know how to wear the clothes, indeed, she seems uncomfortable in anything that does not have the drawstring. Slouching, scowling, muttering her way down the red carpet, at one movie premiere after the next; woe…
Manolo says, speaking of the sort of peoples whose stage name might easily be Mercedes Luv, the Manolo presents to you the English media personality Jodie Marsh. (Imagine Tila Tequila without the talent.) And now, just by looking at the above picture, the Manolo encourages you to imagine what sort of shoes this person might wear to accentuate this outfit… The answer is below the fold…