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Sartorial Similes


“…like getting the news that your father has died, but on a novelty phone that’s shaped like a hot dog”.

Writer Caitlin Moran wrote the above in this Saturday’s Times Magazine feature titled “What happens when a real woman wears catwalk clothes’, describing the feeling you get when trussed up to the nines in high-fashion gear when something life-like happens to you and you are left looking, well, like someone ‘being dumped while [they have] a Play School top on”.

Moran’s article was part of  the voluminous swell of fashion and dress talk as a result of the concurrence of two events last weekend; London Fashion Week and the Baftas.

The Baftas were pretty underwhelming and not a little depressing for some reason (probably Jonathan Ross and the expectation that Avatar would probably win everything and the global economic climate, why not throw that in). However the appearance of Rebecca Hall in this:


proved Moran’s point. Caught in a snap shot, this isn’t so bad. However, in motion, while reading an autocue, opening an envelope or looking right and then up it was hard to behold and I quickly changed the channel to avoid witnessing whatever it was that was about to happen to her in it. It was quite like Morticia Addams engaging in a scrum at the Superbowl. Or paying the bill with a Lady Gaga claw-hand.

This is much more like it:

 

I reckon I could happily go foraging for sprouts in Waitrose wearing this. (Louise Goldin)

 

London Fashion Week: I'd Love to Glove Jaeger London, Christopher Kane and Louise Goldin


 ... for their black bombast.
 
The recession is causing a lot of colour in fashion. This is not a bad thing. It means that we’re looking to be pepped up somehow and if our payslips and bank statements won’t do it, we must look to ourselves to create the illusion of merriment.
 
This is why the fashion pages in the dailies and Sundays show page after page of bright, vivid colours: a spectrum featuring magenta, cyan, yellow, emerald, cobalt blue and all sorts of electrifying hues.
 

But what if this vivid furniture doesn’t suit who you are, really? And who you are right this minute might be at best nervous and anxious. You might feel that ‘brights’ will make a mockery of you. You might try to wear a sapphire dress to work one day, or out at night but your heart’s not really in it.

 

  
That’s why collections shown by Jaeger London, Christopher Kane and Louise Goldin are so spot on. Jaeger’s show at London Fashion Week was quite different from the others; many of which were advocating colourful bombast and clashing textures that harked back to the fashion-anarchic 80s. Of course, bombast is great if you can live up to its mandate. But if you’re like me and you feel there is plenty of perky defiance in black and neutrals you will look at these collections and feel a sense of bliss and sorority with their stark geometry and luxuriant knits, chiffons and velvet.
 
  

The collections were striking, featuring jet black (…everything for Louise Goldin), thick cream; rich, bold textures that hit the same spot for the beholder as classic Chanel: understated, beautiful femininity. This palette isn’t a varying muchness of greys that can only rub salt in the wound, but just classic elegance.

 

I'd love to glove this trinity in a pair of these : Long Black Suede Gloves with Art-Deco Points. The black cherry on top