Ladies and Gentleman, Rick Owens is having a sale. Paris Fashion Week left indelible images on my mind of the chicest women I've ever seen swathed in Rick Owens' impossibly soft leather, towering in his platform boots. But no matter what I do, unless it's illegal, I'll never be able to afford a $15,000 coat. So thank you Racked, for letting me know that starting today and going through Sunday, I can get 40% off Rick's clothes if I can get myself to 250 Hudson St. at Dominick between noon and 7pm. Not that I can afford a $9,000 coat, but I'll be on the lookout for mini-skirts, leather pants, etc.
Rick Owens Men’s Spring 2012: Transcending A Garment’s Gender Identity
PARIS--It was only a few days ago that I was emailing with a fashion journalist for a major daily newspaper who was in Milano covering the men’s shows. I was commenting on the irony of the reporter’s succinct observations that many of the designers showing their spring collections in Milano substituted inspirations--say a moment of past history or a image of an individual who capture a style of a certain era--for any real design innovations. The response to one of my email was simple and so concise in its observation of the current stalemate one can sense in fashion: “When was the last time you saw an idea?” As a close observer of fashion over the years, I was unable to come up with any substantive answer. Thus the email remained without a reply and the conversation ceased. As I left the Salle Marcel Cerdan at Bercy following Rick Owens’ menswear show, I instantly thought I might have an answer. Is it possible that I just saw an idea minutes before inside the concrete gymnasium where male models nonchalantly paraded a collection comprised of a variety of khaki cotton linen and striped long dresses, as well as single or double breasted jackets worn with long tee-shirts and long ankle puff skirts slit in the back?