TODAY'S WORDS TO LIVE BY
"You can't go toward the future without some sense of the past. Everything in life goes in cycles, and you cannot have any strength if you don't know what the masters did."
- Andre Leon Talley
In a garage at the end of a long, tree-covered driveway on the outskirts of Philadelphia, Leah Macdonald is throwing out art. Today is the day she marked on her calendar three months ago - a day she’s set aside to spend cleaning out her studio of nearly two decades - and for the incredibly prolific encaustic wax artist, that means some of her work, inevitably, is going in the trash.
If fashion and celebrity culture in the early aughts were seen through vaseline-covered lenses and heavily Photoshopped, painstakingly perfect pictures, now, amateur mirror selfies are more likely sources of influence and inspiration. An era of oversharing is in full-swing, and consumers are more accustomed to images shot on an iPhone than overly-glossy photography.
Produced in batches of only 1000 aurous pods, these golden babies sold out instantly. Only in my wildest dreams, and via Instagram, can I imagine what it must be like to cup this tiny objet d'art in my hand, feel its heart beating and know that within lies 4 grams - .14 ounces - of true, life-altering freedom.
Reed Krakoff's collection for Kohl's officially "launched" in late April, just over a year after the designer announced what is slated to be a temporary closing and restructuring of his eponymous line. I say "launched" because while Reed Collection is still in its infancy, the designs themselves are several seasons old. The bags don't just reference the designer's highly-coveted pieces, they are exact replicas.
Arthur & Daughters' Private Label collection of perfect pinnafores and fierce frocks effortlessly lend themselves to both novices and master layerers alike, proving that there's not a single outfit in existence that a sweet neoprene number or a felted wool apron dress can't make even chicer.
Tucked away at the end of a covered walkway, in a beautiful piazza flanked by pink and baby blue spiral staircases, Calypso St. Barth feels like a destination as discreet and full of treasures as its namesake island.
Joan Didion is as well-known and loved for her laconic, soulful writing as she is for her perfectly pared-down style, and her packing list, which she published in her 1979 book The White Album, shows that with a well-planned outline of her travel wardrobe, style is second nature.
Female designers of womenswear use their inherent knowledge of what it means to be a woman, but male designers do it with empathy, bravado and a little bit of imagination.
Just as each label has a designer, or a team of designers, they should have at least one person whose sole role is painting a vivid picture of the brand - its history, its outlook, and its future. Brands would do well to employ a staff scribe, separate from the team of quippy copywriters who design sales-oriented marketing copy.
What Byron Lars, the designer of this dress, and Anthropologie, have quietly managed to do is quite the feat. They have discovered an immortal retail formula that I'm not sure has been achieved since the Dawn of Fast Fashion.
SOUNDING OFF / UNTOUCHABLE OP-ED
IT'S ALL HAPPENING / UNTOUCHABLE SOCIAL MEDIA
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