Sunday, September 14, 2014

NYFW: Zang Toi


The last show I attended during New York Fashion Week was Zang Toi, the Malaysian-born designer known for his playful, feminine aesthetic. This season's collection, which marked the line's 25th anniversary, was an ode to the chic American women who have supported Toi since he burst onto the scene with vibrant gowns in the 90s. The Zang Toi girl presented here was a more timeless one. She dons blazers nipped at the waist and tosses a cashmere cardigan over her taffeta-lined ball skirt. Similarly luxurious pieces marched down the runway as "American woman" blared through the speakers. The grand finale featured a floor-legnth, embroidered ivory cape that was impossibly dramatic yet refined, prompting a standing ovation from the celeb-studded audience. 

Photos via WWD.com 




Wednesday, September 10, 2014

NYFW: Czar by Cesar Galindo


This was my second time attending designer Cesar Galindo's Czar presentation, and I was once again intrigued by the bold and fanciful looks on display. 


As with last season, many very wearable cocktail dresses were sprinkled between metallic gowns and vibrant jumpsuits. Lightweight materials such as woven linen and sheer chiffon added an airy feel to the spring collection, which featured tropical patterns like abstract palm trees and digitized lizard prints. 


The Caribbean theme continued with bikini-esque tops paired with tiered skirts and seashell-inspired baubles. The collection strove to bridge the gap between beachwear and party attire: think citrus-collered open knit dresses that could go from breezy to chic when teamed with turquoise snakeskin booties. 


One of my favorite aspects of the collection was the gorgeous braided hair that complemented each look. The fishtail/french braid hybrids were capped off with a gilded wrap on the ends that added a bit of edge and grounded some of the more girly looks. 


I loved watching the art students paint the collection live. So much talent in one room!



Thursday, September 04, 2014

NYFW: Tadashi Shoji


Today was an exciting day as I got to pop on over to Lincoln Center in between my classes to see Tadashi Shoji's Spring 2015 show. I was previously only familiar with Shoji's work on the red carpet, where his form-flattering cuts and feminine motifs always shine (case in point: Octavia Spencer). I was eager to see how Shoji's aesthetic would come through in the context of the runway, and I was smitten with many of the romantic gowns inspired by the Ca' d'Oro in Venice, Italy. Notes from the press packet included "insets of chain mesh on tulle," "softly sculpted silhouettes," "glowing pastels of frosted jade, pink shadow, and blue stone," and "floral motif lace hand-tinted." Unfortunately my photos didn't turn out, but below are some of my favorite looks via Style.com. I did capture the full finale on video, and I have to say the collection came off considerably better in motion. The colors and fabrics were much more delicate and floaty in person, which sadly didn't translate well in the images below. Nevertheless, I predict many a Hollywood starlet reaching for Tadashi in the upcoming season. The sheer black gown (3rd photo) would look breathtaking on someone like Florence Welch or Keira Knightly. Also, I was pleasantly surprised to see my friend Anni Jurgenson, who photographed my previous post, modeling in the show! (4th photo)


Monday, August 18, 2014

On the horizon

Madewell pouch, vintage Levi's shorts, self-customized top, photo by Anni Jurgenson of Style Hurricane 

       Here I am, mid-August, having not set foot on a stateside beach all summer. Don't get me wrong, the Mediterranean Sea was unbelievably beautiful with its translucent waves and Middle Eastern sun in the distance. Yet, I'm longing for the Atlantic coast. I miss the angry tide with seashells knocking against my shins, the grainy sand wedged in every crevice of my swimsuit, the slick water on my skin as I sprint from the shore to my towel. I want the the cheery jingle of the ice-cream truck and the shrill of seagulls ringing in my ears. And at night, I want to collapse into anchor-printed sheets and feel a buoyant sensation wash over my whole body. 
       The last few months flew by between interning at Time Out and the art gallery, plus commuting each day from home (a real journey, let me tell you). I did master the art of subway surfing, and I found this shoreline-printed pouch as a nod to the beach vacation that never was. Welp, there's always next summer...