Look what we’ve gone and found on our most necessary daily round of spying on the Victoria’s Secret Angels, via their various social media accounts. Doetzen Kroes and fam, cuddling up to their newest addition Myllena Mae- born just this morning. Even we can’t resist a good ‘awww’ Too cute. Congrats from all at at Chez 10!
By Vincent Levy
July 30, 2014
DIOR: A/W14 VIDEO CAMPAIGN
Cocktail hour in Dior land. Well we’d assumed cocktail- but on closer inspection, maybe it’s just neat liquor? Those glasses can’t possibly contain water. You couldn’t possibly toast Mr. Simons new wares in such a way. We’re now debating which clear tipple is classiest. Which brand they might possibly be sipping?
Photographer: Willy Vanderperre
Creative Director: David James
Fashion Editor/Stylist: Olivier Rizzo
Make-up Artist: Peter Phillips
Models: Fei Fei Sun, Helena Severin, Julia Nobis, Kasia Jujeczka
It’s one of those things that always make you do a double take. You’re sitting at a show, a menswear show, and then suddenly, as if out of the blue, a girl appears. Well, a gamine creature, but with long, flowing hair. So you do the double take. You peer closer. At the hair, the face, the clothes. Is it a girl? Or just a very pretty boy? No boy could ever have such delicate wrists, you think. (Not without surgery, but does wrist surgery actually exist?) This is what happened at Andreas Melbostad’s first menswear collection for Diesel Black Gold, shown at Pitti Uomo in Florence. In hindsight, the girls were easy to tell apart from the boys. Some even wore dresses. But as the mention of Uomo with Pitti would suggest, this was about men, and after a day spent admiring men’s fashions, a girl on a men’s runway was unexpected, a sort of jolt of electricity to wake you up. And the girls weren’t girly. They were just girls. Dressed how girls dress. Not fashion girls who spend their lives dressing up and changing three times a day for street-style photographers, but normal girls. Girls who are cool and don’t give much thought to what combination of things was lying on the floor next to their beds that morning, girls who have better things to worry about or get on with than wondering if their tights-shoe pairing is ironic enough. Girls who just are. Girls who dress in polos and baggy shorts, with slouchy boots and oversized parkas in shades of grey and black, retain a sense of mystery about themselves. Who is she and where is she going? What does she do? You would never guess from her clothes. Which is kind of the point. There’s a reason personality survived evolution. Unless you choose to work in uniform, how much do you really want your clothes to say about you? People make assumptions based on what you wear all the time. You know they do. You do it yourself. You did it on the Tube this morning. And what’s with all this crap about dressing for other women? They will be the first to sit there, looking at you, making silent, seething judgments in their head. Which, to be honest, they will do no matter what you happen to be wearing, because most women are secret bitches. But no matter – why not just be? And really, what more do you want from clothing than function? Which is what the ladies at Diesel presented at Pitti. Clothes that function but just so happen to make you look like the queen bee without even trying. What more could ask for from a sweater?
Known to us Brits as Three Imaginary Boys when it was first released in 1979 – and Boys Don’t Cry for its subsequent release across the pond – both titles of The Cure’s debut studio album pretty much epitomise the distinct melancholia of goth. Frontrunners in the forlorn, smudged-make-up movement, and led by iconic front man Robert Smith with his red lippy and bedraggled hair, the band boasts a full back catalogue of both music and get-up that has cast a dark spell over large parts of the of 10 Women, which-if you’re lucky you might still be able to find on news stands. This earlier stuff, when Smith’s look was most strangely pretty and his lyrics most heartfelt, is in our humble opinion, the best.
Fashion is peopled by more than its fair share of flaming queens – including the gangly, gregarious executive fashion director of one of our, uh, top “10” menswear mags. Rumour has it that his “flaming” status isn’t just related to questionable Prada purchases and a penchant for mauve. Indeed, his pyrotechnical – or maybe pyromaniacal – flair apparently resulted in razing an entire nightclub to the ground in South Africa. Quite Carrie.
July 29, 2014
ACNE STUDIOS: ROUND MATTE PASCAL SUNGLASSES
We like our glasses as dark as poss. For obvious reasons. And if you don’t know we’re not telling.
Want easy hair? Breezy hair? Carefree hair? Hair that’s young and swept off your face? Just pulled back in a ponytail as though you’ve done nothing with it at all? As though you’re about to wash your face but actually you’re not? Well, now you can have it. The easy, breezy hair you’ve always dreamed of, thanks to easy, breezy Calvin Klein Collection. Simply cast yourself in their pre-fall show, take up your seat in front of one of those large mirrors backstage and watch the transformation take place. There’s nothing to it, really. And while you’re there, why not take care of your skin? A youthful glow can be achieved in seconds when placed in the right hands – and the hands at Calvin are the best. It’s like being touched by an angel but better, as an angel would only touch you, whereas this not only feels like a spring shower of 1,000 angels but also makes you glow as though lit from within. Some might call that youth, but I would respond, “Have you seen the youth of today? Hung around outside a school at lunchtime? This is not youth. This is easy, breezy, beautiful Calvin Klein Collection. Hair like silk and skin like satin. And with a little gumption and a flight to New York, now it can be you.”
Hanging art on your wall is, like, so passe. Okay, it isn’t and it never really will be, because as upwardly mobile beings we’re naturally inclined to look around us for something beautiful to rest our eyes on. But we are very much enjoying Henzel Studio Collaborations’ invitation to look down – maybe even crawl around – and admire Volume 1, their exclusive collection of “art rugs” that have been collaboratively created with 12 names at the forefront of contemporary culture. This one by Anselm Reyle is a fave.