In a little over a week I’ll be in London. Of course (apart from the culture, food, and just sheer sense of joy that I get whenever I’m there) my mind is turning in the direction of clothes. I decided to come up with a shopping wish list, which can be disastrous because you heart will be set on the one thing which you can’t find. Like Jason and the Argonauts you’re on a quest for your own particular golden fleece or, in my case…
I love living in a city; and I’m getting marginally more comfortable with the temperatures that we experience during the summer months. My problem comes when I try to put together office friendly summer styles. The heat means farewell to my favorite jackets, sweaters and scarves (except the very lightest)…it’s heart wrenching. The fact that I loathe most of the “acceptable” options so thoughtfully displayed on my company’s dress guidelines make it doubly difficult. I will not wear Capri pants. I will not wear anything so floral it gives me hay fever. We’ll not even mention the vaguely orthopedic sandals…
In times like this my initial response is “buy something”…but what? What few pieces can I purchase that will make it in the work environment but also hold potential in the outside world? I refuse to buy clothing purely for work; it makes me think of school or prison uniforms. As Patrick McGoohan said, "I am not a number, I am a free man".
A couple of items have already made it out of the stores and into my closet. Namely, a black three-quarter sleeve dress from Barneys own label. A low-ish neckline (tank underneath at work), buttons down the front, and two bands of black lace near the hem. Very Italian widow…the one who’s mourning but also looking out for husband number two… In addition, a pair of flat brown leather peep-toe sandals with ankle straps. Potentially a dull, standard basic…except for the brass studs, which add an almost punk feel.
A good start, and the quest continues...
Why do I return to the twice yearly love affair that is the sales? Possibly because it is a faithful love. No matter how many times I turn away and pay full price it welcomes me back...wraps me in it's arms (possibly cashmere, or avant garde, or puff sleeved) and wipes away my tears (yes...with an overpriced handkerchief).
Our last rendezvous was at the final markdown. I'd passed by the embellished Marni skirts, Prada dresses that were still well into four digits even when reduced, and a Proenza Schouler dress that screamed "last season". Then I saw my new transgression. A Chanel cardigan jacket in black cashmere, single hook closure, lace around the cuffs and edges, Victorian style medallions with the interlaced C's on the pockets and sleeves...gothic, classic, punk and prim at the same moment.
Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore.
"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore-
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
The Raven - Edgar Allan Poe
Yes, quite an amount of time has passed since my last post. Maybe I had nothing to say...maybe I had too much.
Anyway, with a new season's clothes about to appear in stores it seemed like a good time to start posting again. I'm focusing on my "character" or theme for 06. I like to try and have a central story in my wardrobe, though of course allow myself the luxury of days that are off (I'm a sailor, a soldier, a beggar, a thief).
Last season I was feeling very French. Perhaps it's better to say I was focusing in on what the classic concept of French chic is...or at least my idea of that classic. The picture on the right is an example. I think for Spring/Summer I'm going to continue this.
I will be the girl on the vintage bicycle wearing a full skirt and ballet flats.
I will be Catherine Deneuve.
I will be the girl walking through Paris in the rain...passionate, dark, and brooding...and effortlessly cool!
Initially I would only shop in stores. I liked the whole experience and wanted to be able to touch and, in the case of handbags, smell the product before I bought it. My theory was that if you're going to spend a lot of money on clothing you should get your money's worth. Then I tried online shopping and it was a different, but not wholly bad experience. The sensory portion was almost entirely gone but there were no snotty sales assistants and I could comparison shop quickly and easily. Although I still won't buy shoes online (too many slight variations that can cause agonizing pain the first time you put them on) my handbag fetish ran amok.
Now I've discovered something far easier; the telephone. I saw an APC cape in a magazine...I've wanted a cape for several years now. I tried to get my hands on a Miu Miu one but it proved elusive. I checked APC's website but, no cape. Several other very nice items but, no cape. I called. Within 5 minutes (yes, 5 minutes...maximum) I not only bought the cape but ALL the other pieces I saw on the website. This could be dangerous. Very, very dangerous.
It's that time of the year again. Yes, the days of the final markdown are upon us. Purchases made during this time fall under several categories:
1) the elusive "I've wanted this all season but it was so overpriced that I wouldn't buy it...until now."
2) the more frequent "I like this. I managed to hold out when it was only marginally reduced but, come on, it's 70% off now. I have to buy it!"
3) the all too often "Sale! Sale! Sale! Must...buy!"
Happily, my purchases during the last few weeks have fallen into one of the first two categories. I picked up a lovely, just below the knee, full skirt made of vintage fabric at Barneys. In muted blues and greys with birds sitting amongst floral trellis' it's a little like a sofa cover but, I have to say, it's amazingly wearable. With a black cotton shirt and a blue/grey thin cotton v-neck sweater I can wear it to work and manage to feel appropriate but still me.
So, there I was. I'd managed to successfully navigate the sales without too much wear and tear on either myself or my credit card. Then it came in the mail. Saks...final discounts...50% off the sale price. I'm sorry, did someone say 50% off the "sale" price? At that point you really can't not go and at least look. Can you? Well, your willpower may be stronger than mine but I couldn't. And there, amidst the flotsam and jetsom of unwanted merchandise I saw it. A Miu Miu tote bag, canvas with leather trim. Suede and canvas badges attached. 1930's meets 1960's in browns, oranges, and taupe. I'd been eyeing pictures of it in magazines all Spring but the original $800 was too much for a canvas bag, but now...
How do I start off? With a bang...or a whimper? Bang! Lanvin Spring 2005. Not only an incredible outfit but modelled by Louise Pedersen, one of my favorite models.