I've had terrible things happen to my favorite clothes. I've splashed gingerbread batter on a Calvin Klein cashmere sweater. I've sent a YSL ankle boot's heel straight through a subway grate. Once, I got pen on the patent leather toe of a Lanvin pump. In all those instances, though, I knew that I was at fault. I've learned to not wear cashmere when in the kitchen, avoid subway grates even if I think I can sprint across them, and always keep shoes in their shoebags. But when I stain my Rick Owens, I really don't think I'm to blame. Because Rick Owens gets stained by WATER. Or, more accurately, the dye fades when his signature jersey fabric comes in contact with water (Famous dry cleaner Madame Paulette told me so, after I turned on a faucet in the general vicinity of a Rick Owens skirt - tragedy). I take basic precautions, like drying my hands very carefully and checking the weather forecast before heading outside in my Rick, but the damage is inevitable. Water is lurking everywhere, waiting to stain me. Fortunately the stains are pretty hard to notice unless you're looking for them - at least that's what my friends tell me. But beware, all you Gareth Pugh fans - As his clothes are now manufactured in Rick Owens' Italian factory, they, too, may be threatened by air conditioner condensation. Stay vigilant! --ANNA FIELDING GRIGGS
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Rick Owens Fall 2013: Severe Anticipation
Rick Owens knows how to build anticipation. The lights lowered to signal the start of his fall 2013 show and then--woosh--a wall of smoke came shooting out from stage left. Wagner blared through the severe cement venue at the Palais Omnisports De Bercy. Then--poof!--out came the models. And I do mean "poof" because their hair was styled into the fluffiest, frizziest puff balls. The smoke and wind blew the models' hair over their eyes but they never broke character and brushed it out of their faces. They were stone faced and severe through and through.