The second biggest talking point of London Fashion Week, post-Fast, appears to be this picture of Anna Wintour and Alexa Chung front row at Twenty8Twelve.
I was sitting there, staring at the back of Anna’s head and wondering how her hair stays so strangely perfect, when Alexa and Pixie Geldof walked in. Anna kept her head down and sunglasses on as the PR tried to sit the it-girl duo next to her. Alexa pushed Pixie, Pixie pushed Alexa, someone even pointed at Anna until finally Alexa got stuck sitting next to her and Pixie moved closer to a red-headed Peaches.
I would have loved to see what happened if Anna had to sit next to a platinum, dirty-haired, ripped tights-wearing Geldof, but she graciously looked up at Alexa, shook her hand and laughed.
So I think that face she’s making has more to do with the clothes than Alexa (after all she is this month’s Vogue it-girl), because while I loved all the denim and corsets and rompers and boyfriend shirts (and Alice Dellal’s full head of hair), the collection didn’t exactly scream Vogue.
Anti-Fug: I’m starting to worry that my favorite outfits always get Fugged. This is the Olsens at Opening Ceremony’s Tokyo opening this weekend; they look perfect. {GoFugYourself}
A Friendly History: Juergen Teller talks about the origins of his relationship with Marc Jacobs, his campaign process and the controversies they’ve faced together. {TheMoment}
Peachy Keen: Peaches Geldof continues her random TV reign. She’ll cover New York Fashion Week for GMTV, “Fashion is the thing that establishes creative talent and a person’s aesthetic individuality, but most of all it’s a fun way to express yourself,” she says. {PressAssociation}
In the Dollar Dumps: The Post reports Derek Lam’s having a few financial issues. He’s allegedly losing $1 million per month and his CEO’s been MIA for all of August. The CEO, of course, denies the whole thing. {PageSix}
We wish. Instead he’s heading to their stateside flagship to celebrate the launch of his brilliant new tights collection, or so we hear.
The legwear, launched in collaboration with Pretty Polly, launched at Dover Street Market last week, though we’ve already seen them on Agyness and the Geldofs. The tights go for about $15 and mimic the pastel stripes of his AW09 collection.
We’d love Henry to be here for Fashion Week.
In fact, we think he’d fit into Intermix’s Fashion’s Night Out party, hosted by Sienna and Savannah Miller, quite well.
Between Two Ferns: Along with millions of others, Britt and I saw The Hangover this weekend. It’s awesome. Zach Galifianakis kills. And so does his wardrobe, key pieces of which the kids over at the LA Times tracked down. We would be honored to join his wolfpack. {All the Rage}
Smile, You’re on Sara’s Camera: Sara Ziff just might be the Michael Moore of the modeling world. Prepare to be disturbed by what you see. {Fashionologie}
Stylishly Social: This timeline of socialite fashion makes us really miss Carolyn Bessette. {Refinery29}
Call Us: Apparently Bar and Leo have broken up. We’d like Mr. DiCaprio to note that while we may not be supermodels, we do care deeply about the environment and Scorsese films. {People }
If the hot pink helmets Stephen Jones made for Gileslast season weren’t quite hip enough for you, don’t worry.
Karl Lagerfeld’s one upped the Pac-Man reference. The designer showed his eponymous line this morning and sent out a parade of models rocking fur and crystal covered helmets.
What you couldn’t see from the audience were the iPods playing a slideshow of the collection. The elbow length gloves? They came equipped with iPhone holders, just in case your clutch is so tiny it can’t hold a phone.
The helmets and the caged heels were the best part of the if-Karl-were-a-woman-this-is-what-he’d-wear collection - though watching Jessica Stam hold back laughter as Peaches Geldof and Cory Kennedy wildly cheered her on from the front row was pretty good, too.
Also, if we could ask Karl one question it used to be, “What’s it like to have a butler hold your crystal goblet of diet Coke everywhere you go.” Now it would be, “Why did three men with plastic instruments slowly walk down the runway before the models and pretend to be a band, without actually moving their fingers?”
A riot broke out at Jeremy Scott yesterday - and not because you-know-who finally descended upon Paris Fashion Week - but because the world was desperate for Scott’s red-telephoned Longchamp bags.
The one-offs were intended for rows one and two - home to Beth Ditto, Peaches Geldof, Cory Kennedy, Kelly Cutrone and Gareth Pugh - and the security guards were determined to do their job well - so well that we witnessed beefy French men grabbing them out of third row purses and putting them back in front.
Anyway, Scott was inspired by Mickey Mouse. Capes and coats made of Mickey’s white gloves and black and red mini-dresses printed with Mickey’s silhouette marched out to “Hey Mickey You’re So Fine.” Then there were brightly colored coats and hundreds of buttons covering corsets and dresses, all on models topped with angular black bobs.
At the end, everything was hole-y and one editor philosophized, “Britt, I think those holes are a metaphor for swiss cheese.”
It was like eating cotton candy in the middle of the gourmet seven course meal that is Paris Fashion Week.
This was my first Anna Sui show. And it went pretty much as I had hoped.
This is what I saw: Photographers going crazy over Taylor Momsen (we really want to know who her publicist is). Peaches Geldof, on the other hand, sitting completely unnoticed (much to her dismay, we’re sure) and beside Hilary Alexander (much to her to dismay, we’re sure). Coco Rocha trumped them all by having a camera crew of her own; we seriously can’t wait for her E! Canada segments to air.
Agyness opened the show, her first Fashion Week appearance so far, wearing a feathered hat with her usual quirky aplomb. There were more feathered caps to come - almost every look was topped with a feather-adorned beanie. The first looks were all black and white, and we were beginning to think we’d be seeing a completely monochromatic show until a turquoise paisley dress popped up, after that, saffrons, navys and dark chocolates were mixed in.
At first, we were convinced the show would be military-inspired. And then we thought it referenced Russian peasantry. And then, after seeing the paisley dresses and the brown leather fringed purses, we were definitely feeling the ’70s. Finally, we decided it was a little bit of everything and in true Anna Sui style, it totally worked.
Pixie Geldof has followed in the footsteps of big sis Peaches, and added modeling for Agent Provocateur to her resume which, as far as we know, consists only of modeling for Pringle of Scotland alongside Daisy Lowe (another former AP girl) and Lydia Hearst.
Way back in May, PPQ announced that Peaches Geldof would be designing a capsule collection of mostly dresses for their line, all based around the colors black and peach. After that, news about it simply did not exist - until today.
Vogue UK now says the collection is complete, and will hit the racks at Selfridges later this month.
On a side note, Peaches’ collection with apparently include bags “complete with everything you need for a night out already inside”. So, lipgloss, mints, a hand mirror.. we wonder what else Peaches thinks is necessary for nightlife..
What is it about kind of random foreign lingerie brands and super skinny daughters of important people that make such a good pair?
Well, according to Yamamay’s CEO, Gianluigi Cimmino, it’s Wiedemann’s “innate elegance” and perfect “curves” that make her the ideal face for their “sensual” underpinnings. He loves that “all women will be able to relate to her”.
Elettra’s gorgeous, but seriously? We thought lingerie ads were supposed to be aspirational, not relatable.
Which explains the long roster of pretty rich girls with well air brushed bodies fronting an international array of bras: Lydia Hearst for Myla, Kimberley Stewart for Adore Moi, Daisy Lowe and Peaches Geldof for AP and now Elettra for Yamamay.
So, Lou Doillon for Princess Tam-Tam? Because, she like totally reminds me of my BFF.
Why do European magazines always come with something extra?
In London, we picked up a bunch of teen magazines that came with glittery eye shadow and neon lipstick, (which we totally used for Henry Holland’s party). The British Bazaar came with a shopping supplement that was so well done we almost forgot to read the actual magazine. ELLE came with a tote. POP came with an Agent Provocateur pullout featuring Daisy Lowe, Peaches Geldof, and the Britt and the Faran. And well, British Vogue just came with the best content ever.
And now we’re in Paris, where the new L’Officiel comes with a tube of Dior mascara (!!!) and other mags squeeze books, make-up, tweezers and other swag into their plastic wrapping.
The best part is, the editorial content of these magazines is significantly better than most of what’s found stateside, so there’s no need for added compensation - not that we’re complaining.
So what’s up America, when do we get Diorshow with our five dollar magazine?!
We couldn’t decide which was stranger about PPQ’s Spring show: the celebrity quotient or the collection itself.
Front row held, in no particular order, Kimberley Stewart, the Geldof sisters, Russell Simmons, the Klaxons, Cory Kennedy, the Horrors, Henry Holland and Alexa Chung.
And the randomness did not stop there.
On the runway were ruffled mini dresses (on the likes of Daisy Lowe) we’d wear any day, but followed by pants and headdresses straight out of I Dream of Jeannie. One of the final looks was a black romper devoured by ruffles - a Spring trend that apparently did not stop in New York - on top but missing crucial fabric on the bottom.
We loved the popsicle colors, similar to the ones we saw earlier in the morning at Topshop, but they seemed a bit over the top when put on such silly shapes.
And we loved watching Ali Michael strut down the runway.
The show was a blast to watch, as was the befuddling front row. But we’re not sure how easy it’d be to wear, unless of course you’re Kim Stewart.
When we heard British style icon Peaches Geldof married that guy who sings that song about Jimmy Choos, our first though was “Woah”.
Then we wondered what she’d do when she got here. She could just spend her days looking pretty until she’s as famous here as she is in London, but she’s kind of too cool for that. We thought she might get a reality show, pen a gossip column in the vein of Lydia Hearst, or maybe design a line for Urban. But we can’t believe we never guessed she’d be the new host of Nylon TV.
She’s partnered with Cory Kennedy to host the 90210 feature in honor of the Nylon’s first ever TV issue. You get to see the cover shoot full of ridiculously lacy outfits and a sneak peek of that much anticipated Tilly and the Wall appearance. We’re still not convinced it’ll be as good as Gossip Girl, but we’re willing to give it a shot because of those sequined leggings we spotted.
Oh, and we learn how Peaches really feels about Tori Spelling.
“The “morning after” look has morphed from ignominy to desirability — the walk of shame has become chic. Pick up any tabloid and there they all are, the cream of London’s youth, working the look. Peaches and Pixie, Agyness Deyn and Alexa Chung, all caught in daylight dressed in night-before clothes — metallics, men’s cardigans, smudgy make-up, unbrushed hair and a squirt of eau de sex.” - Alice B-B, on the walk of shame, in the London Times.
We guess British socialite Peaches Geldof was taking notes when she beat out Agyness to open PPQ’s show in London last season.
The young label (think Richie Rich and Trevor Rains’ style, except British and with less glitter), has just announced that Peaches will design a capsule collection of mostly dresses, all around a color palette of peach and black.
The line hits racks this Fall.
In other Peaches news, Catwalk Queen has been reporting for a while now that Peaches has scored her own MTV reality show (to be produced by her father’s company, Ten Alps), in which she will play an editor of a celebrity magazine, to air in the UK.
We have no idea how this qualifies as reality TV - even taking into account the new mock meaning of “reality” - but sit tight for details.
Now Ben Sherman is jumping on the bandwagon, partnering with design and record label PPQ for a diffusion line. Though PPQ isn’t so known in America, they’re like an upscale Heatherette in London - this October, they opened their fashion show with Peaches Geldof and Agyness Deyn (in that order), and the MisShapes played their after party.
The limited-edition collection launches this March with only five dresses, all meant to capsule decades of musical style. The outfits begin with a Mod-inspired shift for the 60’s and end with a high-necked lace frock, which references (they say) the Cranberries, KT Tunstall and other moody songstresses from today.
Ben Sherman is only making 175 of the dresses, and only 25 for the US market. We think this is a cute idea, but something else is bugging us:
If the Indie Dress at left comes in white, it’s going to look a lot like the Chiffon with Velvet Dress from Erin Featherston’s diffusion line. But the Ben Sherman version is £180 - can we still rock out to the Kills if we shop at Target?
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The second biggest talking point of London Fashion Week, post-Fast, appears to be this picture of Anna Wintour and Alexa Chung front row at Twenty8Twelve. 
