Showing posts with label Fashion Favourites 2008. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fashion Favourites 2008. Show all posts

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Fashion Favourites of 2008

We’ve spent the last week eating turkey sandwiches, drinking wine, making small talk with people we went to primary school with and flicking through old Grazias. Gosh, I love Christmas. Between tales of plucky singletons and weirdly incongruous pieces on disadvantaged children is Grazia’s best dressed list for 2008. Top of the list is Gwyneth, praised for her short dresses, tuxedo jackets and incredibly high heels. Whilst I do sort of like some of Gwyneth’s 08 OFs, I find her whole transformation a tad try-hard and sterile. It’s too obviously the work of a stylist. Ditto Cheryl Cole who also makes an appearance on the list. Don’t get me wrong – I love Cheryl as much as the next person but I get the feeling that those cute little dresses might have something to do with Victoria Adcock, her new stylist.

Katie Holmes is also praised, mainly for her denim choices. Now this I don’t get at all. I know she wears a lot of different styles of jeans - baggy, skinny, boyfriend, rolled-up, etc - but blah. There are only so many photos of Katie wearing a beige t-shirt and a pair of jeans whilst on her way to All My Sons rehearsals that I can take. Instead it’s her little companion, Suri, who comes top of our list. I know she’s kind of a robot-child, but she’s a very cute and fashionable robot-child. I love her lady-like dresses and patent Mary Janes. Toddler Suri is actually the inspiration behind many of my own 2008 looks, including my brunette bob!

Monday, December 22, 2008

Carine & Co.

So, our award for the most stylish workforce of 2008 goes to Carine and the crew at Vogue Paris. I always thought my co-workers were semi-stylish, but compared to this lot, we are complete slobs. The VP gang are intimidatingly stylish with their uniform of leggings, biker jackets and shoes that can only be described using one of the most irritating and overused terms in fashion-speak, popularized by Tyra and now hijacked by Beyonce’s rubbish alter-ego: yeah, although it pains me to say it, I have to admit those heels are definitely fierce. No £6 Penney’s flats for these ladies, that's for sure.

Although she looks kinda mean, my favourite must be Carine’s right hand woman, fashion director Emmanuelle Alt. She looks like she was born to work at Vogue Paris. Alt and her army of clones - her mini-me assistant Geraldine Saglio as well as stylist Ludivine Poiblanc and accessories editor, former model Claire Dhelens, always look impeccable. They clearly must never get the Metro to work. Yeah, although The Sartorialist won't be overly concerned with capturing us on our way to the office any time soon, I am pretty happy that I don’t have to work with any former models – it's tough enough getting out of bed in the mornings without having to compete with that.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Fashion Favourites of 2008

The end of 2008 is drawing near and I still can’t speak French, I still spend way too much money on lunches and I still can’t drive. In fact, I haven’t managed to keep a single New Year’s resolution. In my defence, I did try to learn how to drive but quickly aborted the idea when I wrote off my mother’s car by accelerating into a tree. I did go to French classes and you can’t blame me if the class’s progression was tortuously slow. And I did make a packed lunch. Once.

Along with ruminating over our failed resolutions, we’ve been thinking a lot about our favourite fashion people of 2008 recently. Over the next few days we will aim (I say aim because we’re very busy these days what with parties, present shopping and work) to bring you all of our '08 picks.

First up is our Favourite Fashion Moment 2008. And the winner is…..Carla Bruni Comes to London. Nobody had really mentioned Carla Bruni for a decade, save perhaps Barry Egan in the Sunday Independent, and then she marries Monsieur Sarkozy and she’s back on the front covers with a bang. Things reached a peak when the newly-wed couple visited London and Carla turned to John Galliano for some nice little outfits to wear on the trip. Out went her folk singer era jeans and bare feet and in came belted grey coats, little pillbox hats and boring chunky flats. It seems that Bruni thought that by dressing like a drabber Jackie O, she could detract from the nude photos and husband-stealing headlines that she is best known for.