Showing posts with label Vogue Paris. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Vogue Paris. Show all posts

Friday, January 16, 2009

Good Charlotte: The Lifestyles of the Rich & Famous

I've developed a bit of a reputation as a celebrity spotter. From the good (Alexa Chung at the bus stop), to the bad (Johnny Logan on Portobello Road) to the completely bizaare (Heather Mills on my lunch break), I basically could compile the weekly Spotted pages in Heat single handedly. But the ultimate sighting for me came this weekend when I spied Charlotte Casiraghi aka of Monaco getting on down to early 90s hip-hop upstairs in a grimy East London pub. At first I thought I was hallucinating in my drunken state but when I saw her beau, brother of Alice/gallery owner Alex Dellal and BFF socialite Olympia Scarry, I knew it was the real deal. I can report back that Charl was as beautiful as you would have imagined with flawless skin, a glossy mane and lips to rival Angelina's. Such a pity that neither of her hot brothers, Pierre and Andrea, were in attendance. I do think that Charlotte can do a lot better than a social-climbing Dellal but if, with his gallery at 20hoxtonsquare, he's bringing her closer to my neck of the woods, I can't really complain.

This was a big deal for me. I have always had a thing for the Monagasque royal family - the Grace Kelly connection, the tragedy and Stephanie's unsuitable romances with bodyguards, elephant trainers and acrobats. It's all so Hola! magazine. And I don't think that I'm alone in my adoration. The team at Paris Vogue chose Stephanie to guest edit their December issue - ok so, after issues edited by John Galliano, Sofia Coppola and Charlotte Gainsbourg, it might have been a tad underwhelming to anyone other than me. I'm guessing Carine was tapping into the wave of late 80s fever currently sweeping the fashion world, and Stephanie can now add editor to her long list of failed careers along with pop star, swimwear designer and perfume creator.

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.