NYFW and apparently there are more important things in life than fashion….yeah right.

The universe seems to have taken my plea to have more time to myself a little too far. A flu, cold,  fever or whatever the doctors assessment was, really struck me down last week. And I mean completely. Bed rest…. No work, no partying, no trips out of town and on top of that – St Valentines. At least this year, being single I don’t have to hear the whole “darling, V-day is soooo overrated so let’s not do anything ”  or my favourite ever: “Honey I ate all the chocolates because I know you don’t want to get fat…” Hilarious. Apparently I’m the least romantic girl in the world (which is more or less the truth), so no flowers for me. However, it can’t be all bad when you get to watch live streams of NYFW. After all, who needs a man to keep you warm when you can have an Alexander Wang Jacket!

I am a jacket kind of girl, what can I say? The thought of retiring my oversized Marc Jacobs coat causes me much anxiety; however redundant a big warm woollen coat is for a perpetually hot and  humid Mumbai. Nevertheless, I still wore my Religion leather jackets throughout the marginally cooler months of December and January. So the genius hybrid jacket styles by Alexander Wang were right up there for the reasons why I should be living in NY/London/some other cold northern hemisphere capital.

Marc Jacobs

Pseudo 40/50′s Ladylike dressing. The retro element of the last couple of seasons has been taken to a whole different level. Tougher, raunchier with a hint of the subversive. Silhouettes of the Dior New look era, rubber, lace appliqué, polka dots, structured latex skirts AKA the Marc Jacobs straitjacket, set against the perfectly staged padded walls and mirrors which screams asylum. As Marc Jacobs sent the models down the runway to the sound of Marilyn Manson’s The Beautiful People, awakening the inner teenage angst – and yes I did listen to that particular track when I was seventeen – the only time in my life I would have worn anything latex.  After all madness and genius so very often cohabit the same space.

Jason Wu

This season  I am a James Wu girl! . Masterful execution. Perfectly developed ideas that ensured an effortless flow of the pieces in the collection. Baroque patterns and lace, prim high necklines, thin bows combined with elegant equestrian styled slim trousers and a hint of the masculine. Taking elements from sportwear and making it look so delicate and feminine is a true art form. Wu fully exploits lace in this collection; starting from lace details on sporty sweaters and versailles inspired outerwear, to appliqué work on dresses, and  finally sheer delicate tops and lacy masks which evoke the time of the Parisian Courtesan. There is not a piece that I wouldn’t LOVE to wear. *sigh*

Donna Karen

When I grow up…I want to be a Donna Karan Woman. A Hitchcock heroine. Seductive and ladylike. Fluid yet constructed. An all neutral, subdued autumn colour pallete of greys, browns and beiges. Oh and the fur….does this signify the end of the dark, recessionary economic times?

 

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