Shoot with Alice Rosati for Flavor with Hana Putz.
Make Up: Sarah Reygate
Hair: Antonio Deluca
Fashion Assistant: Liam Eastwood.
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Out take Beauty
Sometimes it really is the shots the magazines decide not to run: either they don’t feel they fit the theme, or perhaps they are too risky, or not enough: whatever the reasonings, across my styling career, it has frequently been those privately cherished precious shots which readers of magazines I have worked for never got to see. That’s what is great about the exposure of a blog and the worldwide web: now we can share what we who were on those shoots loved, and be sure that it is seen…
Photographer: Alice Rosati
Stylist: Tamara Cincik
Model: Hanna Putz
Make Up: Sarah Reygate
Hair: Antonio Deluca
Jewellery Piece: Erickson Beamon
Gwyneth Paltrow: Oscars red carpet 2012, dress by Tom Ford.
White reflects all colours; it is purity, bridal, innocent and clean. Like stark modern architecture, what I loved about this look was how it was a catwalk breath of fresh air on a normally overdone LA red carpet. The cape adds confidence and drama with it’s strong silhouette, outlining a streamlined body con beauty of a dress. This is how to stand apart on the walk of fame – in a good way – see that smirk, she knows she looks good! As a stylist, I would be delighted to have a client allow me to let her be this brave and realise that by combining a strong shape with a simple line and colour you maximise your best dressed list results; Tom Ford for this I salute you.
Happy Holidays!
20 years! 20 years since Dazed & Confuzed was launched as a black and white fanzine and morphed from left-field counterpoint into the industry of cool epicentral position it now holds.
20 years of iconic shoots and covers and parties where the best and the beautiful have preened, pouted and completely known they where were everyone dreamed of being. One party several years ago in New York was so utterly bacchanalian that, put it this way I thought I was going home to Harlem and woke up in Williamsburg…
20 years is maturity, it’s adulthood, the year before the golden key of graduation and the party to celebrate Dazed’s 20th anniversary was fittingly elegantly mature. Hosted at Somerset House, downstairs corridors were lit with lightbox strips of back issue covers, while rooms were curated into installations of editorial artistry by former Dazed photographic director, Emma Reeves: some were jagged angular shapes, some more traditional hangings, but I think my favourite was what I called the dark room where one solitary image was blown up to cover the room in it’s entirety with a walkway between. The image was so evocative of something wondrous that Alexander McQueen would create that somehow it felt absolutely like an homage to Dazeds past: to the time of Katy England netherworld lyricism, of their work together where shows funded on a shoestring would captivate us with hints of lone wolfs, snow trapped ice queens and toy box captives.
Here I absolutely understood that the print world of magazines, with it’s visceral pleasure in turning the page is not the same as the visual enjoyment I get from reading online, that there is a different stimulus and reaction to the two; and while digital is our future this exhibition was somehow an amazing epitaph and celebration of all things print.
2DM stylist Tamara Cincik attended the London bash celebrating Dazed’s 20th anniversary last week. We dug into our archives in Milan to find some of our favourite covers from the mid-nineties. Vintage Dazed!
Tamara Cincik
Coco Chanel
In 2001 Walter Van Beirondonck curated Fashion 2001 Landed/Geland in Antwerp, which to date still stands as the best exhibition (actually a series of events and exhibitions, which took over the whole city) I have ever been to. Stephen Jones and his partner the lovely Craig took me under their wing and together we went to museums, shows and supper. One event called 2women celebrated two women who have indeed changed the course of 20th century womenswear: Coco Chanel who liberated us from frills, corsets and hobble skirts and Rei Kawakubo whose Japanese ultra-modernity redefined what it is to be glamorous without overt sexual display. One evening a Comme Des Garcons show was presented to an eager audience filled with the Antwerp Six and their coterie, who I observed all quite happy to sit together, unruffled by rivalry and show their admiration for Rei’s remarkable designs. That afternoon an 18th Century house in the city had been taken over for an exhibition to celebrate all things Chanel. From a room laid out with bottles of No. 5 in a huge 5 pattern, to an enclosed room filled with black and white images of her monochromatic universe; it really was an extraordinary day, celebrating two extraordinary women.
This Wednesday I am very excited that my local bookshop Daunt Books is hosting an event to celebrate, discuss and challenge assumptions about Chanel with another iconic woman from the 20th Century, Wallis Simpson at Keat’s House.
Wallis Simpson
Both known for their personal taste and unorthodox lives, I love the idea of placing them together, since both in their ways were utterly radical, breaking through convention, class system strictures, albeit with a constant veneer of stark style where noone was either too rich, or too thin.
If you are free this Wednesday, I would utterly urge you to join me, my dear friend Lizzie from Mishka Vintage and others paying homage at the talk by Justine Picardie and Anne Sebba, authors of Coco Chanel, A Portrait and That Woman, the story of Wallis Simpson. I can’t wait to hear them in conversation, having just finished Picardie’s biography last week. Keat’s House is a ridiculously gorgeous venue at the bottom of a beautiful lane of houses close to Hampstead Heath: part of the reason why I love North London. £5 including wine.
Sometimes I forget why I love clothes, why I persist in wearing heels and a hat when it really is far faster in flats, I lose sight of my truth: that style has its story and its power potency. After this talk, I am sure I will remember and revel in the reasons why I love shoes, chiffon and sequins quite so much. I expect to be re-enchanted.
Keat's House
To book online, please go to:-
http://www.dauntbooks.co.uk/events.asp
For more information regarding Landed/Geland:-
http://www.contemporaryfashion.net/index.php/none/none/104/uk/exhibition.html
Photos from the darkside at Mishka Halloween Night, all courtesy of the uber-talented Karolina, for more of her work please go to: www.karolinaurbaniak.com
The Duke as Count Dukula and I Ready To Style Up a Storm At Mishka Vintage
Last night I hosted a Halloween Styling Night at my favourite North London vintage emporium Mishka.
Spooks, witches, children of the night braved the cold wet wilds of N8 to shop: channelling their inner divas of darkness purchasing looks perfect for the twilight hours and start of party season as Halloween leads to Bonfire Night, leads to Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year’s Eve… aka a fabulous bunch of excuses for a cocktail dress, Ossie Clark maxi dress, bias cut lace beauties, or any number of retro treats. As treats become the new tricks! Boom….
Sherene From My London Agency and Friends. VERY happy with their purchases.
Lizzie and Miles from Mishka with Kirsty a Local Luminary.
Amazing!
Admiration.
Felicity Knows Her Bags! Formerly PR for Angel Jackson: She Was Delighted With This Retro Lovely.
The lovely Nadia Jones whose has designed the best in high street womenswear (from Oasis to Mary Portas), fell in love with a 30s webtastic long dress, perfect for an awards ceremony she is attending next month; while my bridesmaid, the stylist and some might say living Barbie ‘Dolly’ Anna Trevelyan, rocking a fluro pink wig (sadly I wasn’t with my camera to capture the moment) swooped on an 80′s black and lurex long, sleek cardigan.
If you didn’t get the chance to join us last night, I suggest you do soon!
The Duke and I at Frieze Art Fair.
Every year the lovely art world maverick Pablo De La Barra and I go to Frieze Art Fair’s opening afternoon. It has become both a ritual annual date and a chance to catch up: both with him and his jetset gypsy art-world ways and also with myself as I notice the difference each year marks. Last year I was bursting to tell everyone I was pregnant; this year Dukey was our plus one. Dukey loved it: checking out the art, the lights, the people. He seemed particularly taken with a projector and it’s noises: more so than the film, fascinating to watch his reactions to all that art…
L.O.V.E. I couldn't understand why the fashion bloggers weren't out in force mythologising these amazing artsy looks.
Though I loved some of the art: in particular a piece called ‘The Universe’: with Dukey in-tow, it was more of an excuse than ever to people watch, observe him observing for the first time enjoying the art fair. The art became as much as the hours spent watching them, watching him, watching it all integrated into an overall sensation of something new: another layer of experience for my baby to explore in his no doubt brilliant imagination!…
Cosmo meets the Universe.
Dukey contemplates the art at Frieze.
Indulge Me: My Own Personal Mobile Art Installation...
I Found the Frieze Cleaners' Reactions to the Art Just as Valid: We all Deserve a Voice.
Colour Blocking in a Sea of Monochrome.
Designed by Margot Bowman: the invite to the Halloween Soiree
Hope you can make it to Mishka Vintage and join us for a spot of of styling up for Halloween.