Hey, Tuesday. I'm still admittedly draggy but sure I will get over it...as I sifted through about a week's worth of mail and magazines last night, I came across Barneys' new print piece entitled "Carine's World", a celebration of their recent collaborative lovefest for all things Carine Roitfeld (she styled their Fall campaign), freshly departed editrix of Paris Vogue. I have been a Carine fan for almost as long as I could say "Rick Owens is a G-d", and I have always loved her incredibly steely and hard edged point of view. I am so not a girly girl, and either is Carine, although her play on androgyny and texture makes her looks over the top and wildly sexy. And her French take on cool is well, almost too much to take. But I'll take it.
I think I've mentioned before that my clothes need to feel a bit tough, for the most part. Sure I'll rock a girly dress from time to time, but it's not really my thing. I like clothes that are edgy, yet classic, and mostly dark in the palette department. This print piece is an homage to everything I love, and the transcendent rock star tough chick chic that Carine is known for. Many of the looks in the book had me over the moon, in particularly the fur trimmed Junya Watanabe, on the gorgeous Giovanna Battaglia. And the Row cutaway coat on the hotter than anyone Natasha Poly had me at hello, and would continue to have me at goodbye. Amazing.I like a wardrobe steeped in pieces that make one look cooler than anyone else in the room, with pieces that are ready for everything from work to a gallery opening to a stroll around Berlin. It's almost too much to take, and this little printed piece is so well edited with girls from China Macado to China Chow to Carolyn Murphy (in Marni fur) wearing clothes that feel timeless and trendy and just a tad intimidating all rolled into one and without an ounce of fuss. J'adore. Oh and that Theodora Richards shot in Rodarte? Stick a fork in, stick a fork in now. So elegant and feminine yet also tough tough tough. Would you mess with any of these ladies? I think not. (PS- that cool looking chick hanging out against the radiator wearing one shouldered Lanvin? It's Bambou, Serge Gainsborg's last wife. Yup. It is).
And speaking of fuss, I was noting a male friend of mine's Facebook status yesterday, making fun of Anthropologie, that bastion to all things girly and Etsyfied, yet mass but made to feel art teacher/earthy chic. I had to laugh because my husband also hates that store, it gives him hives. Sure I have bought a few pieces here and there from said establishment, but the girly look is just not how I roll, and I much prefer Carine's world to the world of Anthropologie any damn day. It's a world of Rick Owens, Rochas, and Haider Ackerman, full of leather and cashmere and fur and hard lined hotness that hisses "come closer, but don't fuck with me". I'm in. Sign me up. I need some elegant rebelliousness in my life, and these clothes fit the bill.
So as I was searching for some inspiration, I found it in the way of this little glimpse into Carine's world. If you'd like to join me there, I'll be peering at you from underneath my Junya Watanabe capelet, waiting for you. Cause that's what's up this Carine is everything kind of Tuesday in the MIA. Rock and roll spiky kisses to you and yours. XO