It’s a thin line, really, between being a real and a faux plastik. In the fickle world of fashion, this line is getting even thinner; it takes as little a gesture as the way you nibble on your canapes in a Marc Jacob’s after-show party and come the morning review, you instantly have another label on you. Either you’re one of those who pretend to ignore the shrimp bisque, or those who gracefully indulge in a spoonful of gaspachiio before lighting a cigarette and stumping it in a half-full. But, Lara Stone has never been a gal who would turn down a foie-gras for a fag; not so much for the horror of having some un-masticated parsley dwelling in that infamous gap between her front teeth, nor for the notion that it might turn up as extra meat on her thighs the next day. She is real. And judging by the fashion menu of late, reality is the plat du jour.
WELCOME TO THE STONE* AGE
It was a shift in the zeitgeist imperceptible to anyone but insiders of the industry; that after years of rooting for the waif look, it was only natural for someone as unconventional and relatively voluptuous as Lara Stone to rise amidst all the madness and banality of an eastern European clam of models. She has become famous not so much despite her curves, but only because of them.The industry is no longer amused by the story of Valentinas and Yulias becoming an overnight success after fronting the new Prada ad campaign, get a girl of size 16 with a half-millimeter space in her teeth on the cover - now, that’s extreme!
AND FASHION LOVES EXTREMES.
For a man who has starved himselffor almost a decade to fit into Heidi Suleiman’s skinny creations for Dior Homme, even the highly opinionated Karl Lagerfeld has conformed to this new beauty ideal at the house of Chanel, naming Beth Ditto its current maitresse en titre.
She is seated at the front row, sporting folds and rolls of flawless white flesh ensconced in a body-con skimpy frock, literally wobbling between the underfed likes of Kate Moss and Lilly Allen. It is a clear statement that the Kaiser himself is fed-up by the sticky figures of the Amys and Victorias of our time, and (literally) fed by Ditto’s mesmeric body; a freshly made dough ripe to be baked, but the best part is, you don’t know if it will turn into a hot ciabatta or a Portuguese bun. She is so unpredictable and versatile that everyone from Gareth Pugh to Dolce and Gabbana are flocking to get creative and paint their fantasies upon her. After experimenting with baby dolls and matryoshkas, designers are willing to upsize their catwalk creations a notch to appeal to more curvaceous women.
But there’s only one designer who seems to be appealing to just about every woman and fashion editor on the planet.
Being an overweight himself,
Alber Elbaz’s suave combination of fun and glamour for the house of Lanvin has made him the latest fashion darling.
His shows are the hottest ticket in town, and his latest collection of belted suits and knee-length gowns has brought a new breed of devotees: the Lanvinites.
Fashion’s love affair with curves and volume today is only an antithesis to the grunge-influenced waif look that dominated the scene in the 90’s and mid-naughties, of course then preached by the most powerful and highly notorious woman in fashion.
In the most anticipated fashion documentary to date,
The September Issue,its undisputed star Anna Wintour teeters between the humanity and reality of her caricature.
Her oversized black shades and perfectly blow-dried fringed bob precede her by a quarter of an hour before she attends any show, but her reputation would have already been there.
In this month’s visual feast “coup de grace” we approach Anna as her alter ego-sans the qualified entourage and the warm cafe latte.
Yes. It’s the most exciting time of the year-
September is Christmas to fashionistas and artists altogether. It’s buzzing with unprecedented creative collaborations between big names in the world of beauty, music, fashion, and filmmaking.
Their credibility and collective energy is what make us ooze with excitement and thrive for the beyond.
It is they who raise the bar for us to persevere with an idea and turn it into reality.
WE ARE PLASTIK*
AND PLASTIK IS REAL
This issue is a celebration of the real* plastik people.
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