Ok, what I’m about to say runs the risk of rendering me an absolute fashion pariah but here goes… Alexander Wang doesn’t feature on my SS12 wish list. Don’t get me wrong, I can fully appreciate the ingenuity of his designs, the masterful cuts of his garments and his talent with technological fabrics, not to mention the sheer cool factor that anyone who can rock a Wang ensemble instantly exudes. There’s no doubt about it, the man’s a sartorial genius but try as I might to covet his collections, I just know that what looks breathtaking on his catwalk will look plain foolish on me. After years of unsuccessfully attempting to work the effortless, model-off-duty look a la Alexander, I’ve given up. The phrases “sports luxe” and “street chic” are just never going to make my heart sing. But this season’s penchant for all things girly… well that’s another story. From frou frou fabulousness (with ironic undertones, natch) at Meadham Kirchoff to lashings of lace and adorable bow detailing at Miu Miu, designers all over the world embraced sugar and spice and all things nice with dazzling effect. But no one did dolly girl deliciousness quite like a certain Mr Marc Jacobs who’s collection for Louis Vuitton wowed the crowds in Paris with a display of broderie anglaise, laser cut lace and pastel organza unlike any I’ve ever seen.
|From left: Louis Vuitton, Miu Miu, & Meadham Kirchoff SS12|
So if, like me, the idea of go-faster stripes and body-con cut-outs leaves you a little cold then do not dispair. The Olympics aren’t this seasons’ only style inspiration so make like Marc and rock a mint green twinset instead.
Love Ella. X