Showing posts with label brit fashion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label brit fashion. Show all posts

Thursday, 24 December 2015

Christmas- The Season Taste Forgot

As Christmas steadily approaches, I thought it would be a perfect time to dissect some of those Christmas fashion traditions that we all either love or hate.

Now, as the majority of you know, I am not one for a Christmas Jumper- I never have been and I never will be seen sporting one. I 'Why?’ I hear you ask in such uproar, well I shall explain. Firstly, the design of the Christmas jumper is not what aggravates me the most; it is the manner we adopt when donning said item. Truthfully, only the keen Xmas-goers start wearing their Xmas jumpers, Xmas leggings, bauble earrings or any other festive paraphernalia, in mid to late November and somehow they manage to prolong that period until March, that is not ok!

Don't get me wrong, a lovely fairisle jumper or a crisp cable-knit cardigan from Jack Wills will always be a winter staple, but the Christmas jumper? What are we thinking? For example, those gorgeous ones we are seeing in Primark epitomize something else, something non-human. I present to you a jumper like none other, emblazoned with a monstrous print of Santa, yet at the same time bringing another dire dimension of pastel pom-poms stuck at random. I mean we’re all about the Christmas cheer but weren't we doing fine with the spirit of Christmas before these jumpers encapsulated us? Yes yes, we were, it was only down to some celebrities (1D) who decided that one year they wanted to resurrect the foremost 70s trend and from then on everyone seemingly had to get their hands on one.

I know some of you may think I'm the ultimate Scrooge, but I'm just telling the truth. It's not like I'm going to suffer alone on Christmas Day because I refused to partake in the Christmas jumper activity. As a matter of fact, there should be no pressure at all to wear these items just because it's Christmas.
I mean what really radiates Christmas is us wearing something made in a Bangladeshi sweatshop by children. That defines Christmas Spirit.




 

Sunday, 13 December 2015

British Fashion Awards 2015

DISCLAIMER: I do apologize if you are offended by my thoughts on some of these celebrities, it's just an expert's opinions.
It seems the Brits came out in full-form for the red-carpet of the British Fashion Awards a couple of weeks ago, in some cases worse than we had expected. It was a night to celebrate everything great about our countries' strongly developing fashion industry including the work produced by British designers, and that was definitely achieved.
Now I am aware that you, my darlings, adore a red-carpet critique- so here goes:

Firstly we have Georgia May Jagger wearing this incredible custom Alessandro Michele creation for Gucci. Why is it so incredible, do I hear you ask? Well let me explain. For Michele is currently using these new modern techniques, including the invoking of trompe l'oeil, which was certainly one of the main focus points in last season's collection and now here in his evening-wear. Trompe l'oeil literally means 'deceives the eye', with this in mind Michele simply takes a normal cut transparent piece of fabric and puts this special print or embellishment over the top of it, appearing to us will be an object in three dimensions, however this is just an optical illusion. Quite clever I think. Not only is it a truly beautiful gown, it also had a giant snake emblazoned on the back of it, certainly quirky.






Even Salma Hayek who wore a trompe l'oeil creation by Gucci, looked outstanding.




Moving onto Rita (wh)Ora. Yes, yes I know, shock horror. I actually like what Rita is wearing for once! Perhaps because she looks far more conservative than usual and also her assets aren't exposed which we all know proves to be the major challenge for Rita. 
Love the utilitarian, military nature of this Chanel gown, downplayed by that midnight blue velvet and gold leaf details. Radiating pure Parisian luxury and elegance.



Next we have Cheryl Versini-Fernandez aka Cole. Here she is wearing this very unusual combination consisting a Topshop Unique floral overlay + bralet and Sergio Rossi thigh-high boots. Firstly, why on earth is she wearing this in the winter may I ask? And what are those boots?! Yes we all like to dream that we can splash out on a pair of embellished suede boots costing £2500, don't we? But unfortunately Chezza, we cannot.
Don't get me wrong, I'm all about the hype associated with Topshop at the moment. I think it is quite remarkable that the clothes giant is expanding so rapidly, whilst producing clothing that is so accessible for the masses and yet bringing such a high level of quality without the worry of the price tag.




We have come to the worst dressed of the evening. I present to you Poppy Delevingne wearing this sickly Emilia Wickstead gown. Can we just address the fact that this is wrong on so many levels. Firstly, let us establish that she's wearing flats?! There's a rule against flats on a red-carpet; even Karlie Kloss who stands at 6ft2 was wearing some Manolos. Next we move onto the dress itself which actually resembles a battenburg cake, how unfortunate. Breaking it down I think that the fabric choice was completely incorrect. For we have a rigid satin gown which is totally unflattering for her figure, with the addition of a hefty amount of rouching placed too high up her torso creating what looks like a baby bump alongside a lot of creasing and sagging, not a good look. Lastly, we have that horrendous collar which totally does NOT bring the whole outfit together. This outfit defines tragic.




Rosie Huntington-Whitely shows us what it means to be a celestial vision. She chose this Burberry Prorsum gown complete with a plunging neck-line, simply exquisite in my view.




Can we just establish that Lady Gaga looks NORMAL. Donning this red sequined column Tom Ford with a hexagonal-cut overlay and matching gloves. Totally in love with everything she is doing right now.


 

It's no surprise that Alexa Chung made it onto my best dressed list, she just kills it every time. Here she embodies the Victoriana trend which has been delicately encapsulating the catwalks over the past two seasons. Despite giving off that hessian sac vibe, this dress carries a scruffy classicism that we are all currently craving. I applaud you Alexa.



 
Kate Bosworth was also sporting a pale blue period-inspired Erderm dress. Chiffon, ruffles, pleats, diagonal waterfall layering, buttoned seams, patchwork and a black ribbon- talk about a true romantic.
 
 


 
Next we have Karlie Kloss in this Chanel Couture number. I'm sorry but how flawless is this woman? She epitomizes the All-American supermodel, think Cindy Crawford or Christy Turlington-Burns. I have mixed views about this look- I do admire Lagerfeld's way of transposing 30s Chantilly lace onto tissue-thin laser-cut fabric, but then again I feel like we are prevented from appreciating the full beauty of this dress; simply because of that addition of those heavy embellished rings which sit around her hips and upper torso.



 
 


 
Why is Mollie King here? In my opinion this dress is simply unacceptable. She is wearing a summer gown with a groin-high slit and a severely plunging neck-line, god help us. She is literally baring everything and we all know that no one wants to see that, EVER. Sorry my darlings, but it's a no from me. David Gandy, on the other hand, looks sensational.
 


 
My my, I think Naomi Campbell thinks it's still Halloween. This is positively frightening. Here she wears a Burberry concoction including a baby-doll dress swamped in a lace cape. How very odd, I hear you mumble..



 
I am particularly impressed with everything Victoria Beckham continues to produce for her fashion house. Her aesthetic is minimalist, distinct yet super modern. She makes clothes that are easily wearable for every situation and more importantly she makes clothes that every woman aspires to wear. Here she proves that women can look effortlessly sophisticated yet slightly androgynous in this oversized tuxedo jacket with matching trousers. It's a 10/10 from me.

 

Lastly we have Jourdan Dunn, who won the well-deserved Model Of The Year Award. She concludes my best-dressed list at the number 1 spot. Here she wears a breathtaking Thierry Mugler bi-colour monochrome gown. I literally have nothing bad to say about this look. It's the definition of perfection. 
 

 


 
                                                

 
Please Note: Picture Courtesy of Vogue.co.uk

Wednesday, 29 July 2015

French Chic vs British Clique

In the heart of Paris lies le Jardin des Tuileries: the centre of Parisian street-style. There is nothing more fascinating than immersing yourself in a different city and culture and observing the fashion of your peers.

In Paris, it is clear that there is a general sense of conscious effort. Men’s style is certainly stronger than in the UK. French men are able to assert the typical ‘chic’ with a roll-neck for example, layered with a heritage trench coat, yet topped off with the ruggedness of some battered biker boots. French women, on the other hand, take the most simple of pieces, white shirt and blue jeans, and they add their own personal spin to complete the outfit and perhaps make a statement - simply by adding a fun pair of Sophia Webster ‘Dove’ butterfly heels or a signature quilted Chanel Boy Bag.

British style, I am afraid to say, does not follow in the footsteps of French style. Brits conform to an almost stereotypical way of dressing, by following trends and buying ‘off the mannequin’ in Topshop, let’s say. We show very little imagination for putting clothes together. Some clothing that I personally associate with Brits are bleach-washed denim, crop tops and logo t-shirts emblazoned with the word ‘HYPE’. All of these have become so popular amongst the British public that, somehow, they have crawled into our wardrobe essentials. I am thoroughly against this.

Also, the French colour palette is far more subdued. Monochrome looks are prominently featured with various shades of neutrals, from camel to moss green, perhaps juxtaposed with an audacious colour or a psychedelic print. However, in Britain we stick to the ethos ‘the brighter the better’, we seem to adore the garish neon tones that drench a meagre top or that infamous bleach-washed denim, changing the colour blue, for the worse.

‘Chav’, as we all know, is a British stereotype and a derogatory term associated typically with a young lower-class person who displays brash and loutish behaviour and wears real or imitated designer clothes. The ‘Chav look’, comprising a hoodie and a tracksuit and any type of sport shoe, unfortunately, still takes precedence over Brits’ fashion sensibilities. My point is that it is almost too easy to identify someone from that look. If we go back to glorious France, it is far more difficult to differentiate between who is a ‘chav’ and who isn’t.

Take a typical Sunday morning stroll through the bustling Place Vendome in central Paris. Parisian women are distinctive in appearance. You will see a lady with the most elegant gait, strutting down the street in head to toe Vintage Chanel, diamond earrings and nails matching her post-box red velveteen coat. Without a doubt she will be accompanied by a loyal companion most likely dressed better than a typical British equivalent. These dogs are more accessories than a mere pet, often tucked under designer sleeves, enjoying the view of the Parisian scenery.

On this topic of accessories, I would like to touch upon jewellery. Jewellery is a great way to spruce up or put a classy spin on a basic outfit; take pearls, for example. They are inevitable and timeless pieces, often related with elegant, vintage style and beauty. The French fashion house, Chanel, is known for its exclusive pearl collection, containing the signature ‘CC’ logo. Quoting Coco Chanel, ‘Une femme a besoin des cordes et des cordes de perles.’

For going out, we Brits have designated outfits for a specific occasion. However in France, it just does not happen. Take the YSL smoking jacket, for example: typically a black, satin blazer - the epitome of French chic. French women are able to dress it up or down, according to the time of the day or the occasion. Essentially, they will need only one formal piece to re-master and make their own at any event.

Quality is far more important than quantity in France. This takes me back to my point on French people adding their own individuality to their style; Parisians would rather invest in more unique, designer pieces than conform to the British attitude of splashing out in high street stores such as Primark or Topshop on bargains that you can only wear once.

Statistics show that 72 percent of Brits have admitted to injuring themselves for the sake of fashion. The list varies from wearing excruciatingly high heels to skin-tight fabrics. They go by the mantra of ‘no pain, no gain’. However, a quote from fashion icon, Coco Chanel, says it all, la simplicite est la cle de l'elegance, 'Simplicity is the keynote of all true elegance', the French win again!
 
    Emmanuelle Alt of Vogue Paris, the modern epitome of French chic










 
 
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Britain's spokeswoman for everything glorious about our country, Katie Price
 
 
 


 
     Please note:  I do not own any of these images