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Friday 9 September 2011

NYFW BEGINS WITH SOMETHING OLD, SOMETHING NEW, SOMETHING BORROWED, SOMETHING BLUE...

The highlight out of the collections released yesterday (the first day of New York Fashion Week) for me is definitely Tara Subkoff for IOC - Imitation Of Christ, (a bizarre label name I agree.) The relaunch for the label showcased renovated vintage pieces as well as hand-made garments from scratch. The collection saw pastel lace fabrics with excessive draping and elegant cut-outs, many of the dresses held a hint of the flapper style too, looking as if they had come out of The Great Gatsby. The hand-made floral headbands and embroidery details really topped off the show.
At this point (if you have not read the show's review yet) you are most likely wondering about the absurdity of the title choice, because the real highlight? Lydia Hearst (the beautiful American actress and socialite) got married before the show began, genuinely. The photograph on the top right is hard evidence for you; although I still can't decide whether it would be nice to have your wedding right before a fashion show or not, but then again it is NYFW.
The 'nomad-like' yet dainty elegance of the collection immediately reminded me of a photo shoot titled 'Runaways' by one of my favourite photographers Anne He. This collection of photographs perfectly summarises the IOC collection- a small dip into the Tim Walker-esque world that we all dream of visiting.
“Three years ago, I picked up a camera. In wonder of the possibilities of light and color and movement, I quickly became obsessed. My hungry mind devoured the works of photographers old and new—Sally Mann, Anne W. Brigman, Tim Walker, Paolo Roversi, Candace Meyer. I fell down rabbit holes and found myself wandering amongst tulle gowns the color of cotton candy, washed ashore where little men in top hats danced around a mammoth cardboard swan. I melted into the rich silver sepia of the American South, letting its gnarled roots and misty tendrils embalm me in ether. All of it was so achingly beautiful.”
-Anne He.
Would you believe me if I told you she was only seventeen? Yep, thought so.

1 comment:

  1. thank you so much for sharing this...random getting married before a fashion show?? haha but wow love the photographs by Anne He they are sooo cool and dreamy!!

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