Haute couture is one of the oldest forms of fashion design and has essentially upheld the same standards and level of exclusivity for centuries. However, during couture week this past January, things were shaken up a bit by the launch of a new website called Modewalk, which gives people unprecedented access to couture through the Read more →
Jessica Michault, Suzy Menkes‘ partner-in-crime and online editor at the International Herald Tribune, is leaving her post at the storied publication for greener–or at least speedier–pastures: The editor and blogger has just been named editor-in-chief of NOWFASHION.
Most of us know NOWFASHION as the place to go for in-real-time runway and red carpet photos–but the site, helmed by photographer Valerio Mezzanotti, is hoping to change that.
In the wake of Raf Simons’ gorgeous spring collection for Jil Sander and subsequent review by Suzy Menkes, a veritable media frenzy erupted over the weekend thanks to a statement by the respected fashion journalist that
“if Raf Simons ultimately takes over the helm at Yves Saint Laurent—as those familiar with the situation in Paris suggest–the designer will have found a sweet spot for his meticulous modernism.”
Well, turns out that his sweet spot is still at the helm of Jil Sander, and Stefano Pilati is still secure in his position as creative designer at Yves Saint Laurent.
Per a release we just received this morning from Yves Saint Laurent:
Yves Saint Laurent disclaims and regards as unfounded the current rumors concerning the creative direction of the house. Stefano Pilati continues to dedicate his talent and energies to Yves Saint Laurent and the coming fashion show.
Jil Sander is also refuting the rumors. According to Elle UK, Raf Simons has apparently just signed a contract for another four seasons as Jil Sander’s creative director.
This is one of those rumors that originated on Twitter–which sometimes can be better than any “official” news source–but which also sometimes proves to be a liability.
PARIS–The prospect of a Parisian fashion block party is an appealing thought.
The city’s Fashion’s Night Out took place last night in “the golden triangle,” France’s glossiest stretch of land between Avenue Montaigne, Avenue François Premier and Avenue George V.
Wonders had been promised: fortune tellers, lotteries, makeup stands–what more to ask for?
The caveat: invitations were given out in this month’s Vogue–which means that, in a city possessed by fashion, the entire Parisian population was present. If not for the clothes, they came for the free champagne, macaroons, and Carine-spotting.
By 7pm, the streets looked like a giant mosh pit: crowds of fashion students were pushing and pulling in every direction, like elegant headless chickens.
