The peacocks of the circus

We were once described as “black crows” — us fashion folk gathered outside an abandoned, crumbling downtown building in a uniform of Comme des Garçons or Yohji Yamamoto. “Whose funeral is it?” passers-by would whisper with a mix of hushed caring and ghoulish inquiry, as we lined up for the hip, underground presentations back in the 1990s.

- Suzy Menkes for  TMagazine 

Back home to Santa Cruz // Rodarte

Tie dye, acid washed silk and DIY crystal studding of an alpaca sweater; this collection is a product of the Mulleavy sister's imagination and memories of their younger days.

Where you come down on the collection will have a lot to do with how nostalgic you are for your own youth—that and your tolerance for fashions of the late eighties.

I'm still trying to decide what I think of this collection, but one thing is sure, their attention to detail is immaculate. 

Oh and lets talk about those shoes. I want you, you and you...please!

on the streets of new york : details

on the streets of new york: fur hats, caps and bonnets

on the streets of new york

It's the start of lent today, and one of my things to do for the next 40 odd days is to blog everyday. They say it only takes 3 weeks to form a habit, so lets hope in this case it is true. It's not that I don't like blogging, it's just that I always put it off and before you know it, months have gone by and your blog is covered in dust and cobwebs.

New York Fashion Week is almost done, so I thought it best to start here, and catch up on the best show there is, street style.