Styled in some of Azzedine Alaïa'sfur and leather masterpieces, Mrs Jigga looks like an absolute dream.
If you find yourself in the Netherlands between now and the 6th of May then make a trip over to the Groningen Museum to see "Azzedine Alaïa in the 21st Century," an exhibition of all his works over the past 10 years, it's supposed to be jaw-droppingly good.
Click here to read our favourite interview with the designer from Interview Magazine.
Creative Director at Pringle, Alistair Carr, talks to Tilda Swinton about his Resort 2012 collection. I know many knitwear obsessives but Tilda takes it to the next level...
On talking about the colour and prints used in Carr's collection,
"So it's like looking for a frequency? There's some sort of static. And do you think that static has got anything to do with some kind of emotional response to working, trying to bring a heritage brand into current time?"
And before anyone even goes there i'm not talking about the visual car crash that were waders. I still standby the view that they were a sick joke Prada took too far. I'm in fact talking about the lady of the night inspired thigh high boot. They might not be entirely en vogue right now what with the whole man repeller movement currently in full swing, unfortunately wearing a pair of these beauties will probably make you seem more attractive to the opposite sex...
I tend to find that this particular style of boot is a firm favourite of the sort of girl who's partial to playboy underwear and foam nights at Oceana. But why does it have to be this way?! I'd like to see more hipsters ditching their Creepers in favour of the thigh high. However, unless you're Karlie Kloss or Tamara Mellon's your bestie, pulling off such a badly connotated boot can be a complicated undertaking. I came to this conclusion today when I purchased a pair. The second I got home on they went and everything from my toes to just above my knee caps looked (in my mind) like pure £45 pound in the sale sex. However I soon realised that if I was ever to wear them out in public i'd have to team them with something other than my pajamas - they'd been sufficient for prancing about in my bedroom/pretending to be Rihanna, but definitely not a strong look for the real world. I looked to 3 of the most stylish women in the world for inspiration...
OK so we're all guilty of a little hair whipping back and forth but this is too much. Produced by Hype Williams, 'Fireball' is worse than when Ludacris teamed up with Beiber, and about as equally bad as Caroline Flack and Harry Styles.
I've always had a bit of a soft spot for Daphne Guinness. I don't hold soft spots for many members of the aristocracy for obvious reasons but Big D is the exception. Serial man-eater, the real-life Cruella Deville and Queen of pointless extravagance (she recently showcased an 18-carat hand crafted, diamond encrusted, chain-mail armour glove whilst lying, swathed in a lace veil, suspended on a Perspex box). The aspects of her character I find so endearing are probably why some see her as ridiculous. I guess she's that too. Of course she is, completely ridiculous, the woman wears £200 Rick Owens T's to the gym and spends hundreds of thousands of pounds on couture every year. How could she not be?
In a recent interview Big D told Stylist:
"Yesterday I was using nail polish as a lipstick. It's just experiment after experiment."
Kazim Kazim Kazim and Chris Leete (aka somethinkmotion) made this rather special video featuring our no.1 BEAUT Aoife. This bird was born to be a number of many great things including 'that girl in the video.' HOT LIKE FIRE.
Try to look past the fake psy-trance hippie dreads. If you can.
This is perhaps one of my favourite collections from Chanel which is saying something considering it's a Pre-Fall line. Karl has never been to India claiming that, "It's much more inspiring not to go to places than to go." So with that mind, it's pretty incredible that he's been able to capture with such conviction the complete essence of India... Well I wouldn't know i've never been.
India veteran/India virgin, whichever, everyone can appreciate this amazingly beautiful collection. Hats off to the craftspeople at Chanel. You blow my mind.
What i've never understood is why some girls choose to go out on the razzle without a coat when its below freezing outside..? Sans la outer-wear results in the following... (n.b this rant excludes the majority of lasses from Newcastle, if you've ever been on a night out in Geordie toon you'll understand why these girls are exempt from the rule as they cannot possibly feel the cold when they venture out in nothing but last season's playboy corset and a tutu - thicker skin than Rhinos that bunch and they clearly don't give a fuck)
1.) You look like a complete trollop getting in and out of cabs - trying not to pull a Britney is damn near impossible if you like your hemlines so short "the whole world is your gynecologist" (Patsy Stone).
2.) Aside from the obvious reason that it's freezing at this time of year, standing in any form of queue is unbearable enough without having your limbs looking like they belong on the Christmas Buffet table. If you're lucky enough not to have skin that takes on that dappled hammy pink tone than bravo, but goose-pimples are as prickly as fuck so gutted for you too.
3.) The walk of shame is made all the more painful when the whole spritely morning crowd can see the Jager stains down your front and the ladders up to an all the more chilly and exposed haven.
Moral of the story is: Wear a coat, they hide a multitude of sins.
Berlin based designer and creator of all things leather and trinket-esque, our friend Frau Burt is quite the lil'genius. From brooches to belts, necklaces to sweatshirts. Take a look at 'I Want Never Gets' Safari S/S '12 collection...
So 'My week with Marilyn' came out the other week and I think the Monroe hype has finally died down. As a nod to the fox herself I've picked out some of my favourite Marilyn inspired editorials... Madonna Wins hands down, with Joan Smalls a close 2nd.
If I was to list off all the reasons to why I dislike chezza we'd be here all day, plus you'd have heard them all before; talentless, vacuous, shallow, mind numbingly boring, ludicrously voluminous hair etc etc.
What I really don't get is why Rankin decided to shoot some wanky art video in black and white of said talentless troll rolling around in a wet t-shirt to mark to Launch of his new Magazine, Hunger. This horrendous online shoot entitled 'Tear it up' was shot for Hunger TV to mark the launch of the magazine on Thursday. I rate Rankin, who doesn't? But WTF was he thinking? Jefferson Hack wouldn't touch her with a bloody barge pole.
I'm obsessed. You could say it's verging on the point of being unhealthy. Spending my time trawling through hundreds of videos, before I realise the time it's lunch and I haven't opened a single email.
Etta James classic + Acapella cover by soulful teen = The one.