
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Friday, February 26, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Hispaniola
To help raise funds for the victims of the Haiti earthquake, actress Scarlett Johansson has designed a tote that will be available in MANGO stores from March, part of the profits will be donated to the NGO Oxfam International (Intermón Oxfam in Spain).
The print on the handbag represents the ancient cartography of the island Hispaniola, now Haiti and the Dominican Republic.
The print on the handbag represents the ancient cartography of the island Hispaniola, now Haiti and the Dominican Republic.

Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
The new Establishment
Sitting pretty at the Oscar de la Renta Show A/W 2010
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
The Vessel by Lois Samuels
Lois Samuels, a new designer and former model (very successful by the way) had the presentation for label "The Vessel" last week for NYC Fashionweek 2010.
I posted some of my favorite looks, they are so well-cut, ultra luxe and most important of all, wearable by most women. I am so proud of her, we have known each other for a while and every year she grows as a person and creative force. I am convinced we will be hearing more from her in future seasons.








This is Lois. So beautiful.
I posted some of my favorite looks, they are so well-cut, ultra luxe and most important of all, wearable by most women. I am so proud of her, we have known each other for a while and every year she grows as a person and creative force. I am convinced we will be hearing more from her in future seasons.









The Fabric of Life
These photos are shot by my friend, photographer Ricardo Labougle. They were published in the World of Interior UK October 2009 issue and are probably one of the most beautiful fabrics styling photos I have ever seen. The fabrics itself are gorgeous, rich in color and patterns and I love the contract of this expensive/elaborate fabrics against the more rustic/simple interiors (Argentina).







Friday, February 12, 2010
Where I am from..

I would like to rectify this and do my small part to introduce my readers to that side of my Culture. So I will post every once in a while about the beautiful things my Country has to offer.
Jugend

Georg Hirth (1841-1916) launched the journal Jugend [Youth] in Munich in 1896 with the express goal of showcasing the newest trends in art and literature. Jugend was to be an “ecumenical” forum for creative expression, promoting no single school or artistic agenda. Nevertheless, the journal became so closely associated with a specific style of painting, drawing, and design – one characterized by precise, hard lines, undulating shapes, planes of color, stylized representation – that it lent its name to the style: Jugendstil (literally, Youth-style). Jugendstil (or Art Nouveau in French) swept aside nineteenth-century historicism and made room for freer forms of artistic expression. The journal was known for its illustrations as well as its critical and satirical texts. It counted prominent writers, such as Georg Simmel, among its many contributors. Jugend was published up to 1940, but its heyday ended with World War I.
















Thursday, February 11, 2010
Alexander McQueen and Me.
Alexander McQueen Fall/ Winter 1998
Me wearing Alexander McQueen in his Show.
And my second look in the same show.
This morning I was working and someone in the studio yelled: "Alexander McQueen is Dead".
"How strange" I thought...just last night, around 11pm, I was trolling ebay and searched for Alexander McQueen clothes, something I had never done before, I never searched for his clothes before.
Did something in the Universe tell me to think of him ?
When I was looking on ebay, he was alive. As I am writing this, he is dead.
And then I thought about the Alexander McQueen I met in 1998 in London. He gave me my first big break, used me for Fittings in his Studio in London's East End and then he booked me for his show. That show really started me and my career. Suddenly I was in demand in Milan, Paris and New York. I also was a different person back then, fresh out of school in Germany and had been living in London for about 2 months. I thought the world was a better place, I thought that soon I'd be married and have children, I don't know what I thought back then, I thought I could be whatever I wanted.
I was a teenager.
I remember clearly standing in his studio on a rainy gray day, Hip-Hop music blaring from a CD Player on a bookshelf from across the room, me wearing a gorgeous black lace gown with a huge train, feeling nervous and cold in the presence of this young guy in baggy jeans, a ratty old T-Shirt and who had little patience and clearly wasn't easily impressed by me or the dress I was wearing and that he had designed. His name was buzzing from everybody's lips in those days and he was the hottest ticket in town.
He was unhappy with the way the gown looked, something was wrong in his opinion.
I had no idea what he didn't like about it, I thought it was ravishing. Alexander was circling me while talking to the stylist, Katie England. Suddenly he grabbed a pair of big heavy scissors, got down on one knee and cut right into the handmade precious lace right on top of my thigh. I was shocked how determined he was in his decision and felt sorry about the waste of the material. When he was done, the mood lifted, like some kind of pain vanishing. I walked up and down the studio in the new dress, still confused. We were finished for the day and I got dressed, pulling on a pair of trousers my boyfriend at the time had made for me. He saw me in my trousers from across the room and asked me who made them. I told him and added that the boyfriend was a tailor on Savile Row. Alexander loved them and mentioned that he had also trained on Savile Row. Suddenly we had something in common.
I left and later in the afternoon my agency called me to tell me hat I had been scheduled for more Fittings and the Hair and Make-up Test for his upcoming show and confirmed to walk in that show as well.
Sometimes you don't realize when the tide turns, when something in your life takes a different path, something you cannot stop.
This little event I am telling you about changed my life in a major way professionally and personally and I still don't know if it was for the better or worse. But I know that Alexander saw something interesting in me, something that inspired him that day, that show. I got to wear the 2 looks you see in the pictures I posted, one of them was the amazing metal Joan of Arc Dress.
Thank you Alexander, you made my teenage dream come true, gave me an amazing experience that I will be grateful for forever. You thought that I would be the best girl for those dresses that you had put a lot of thought into and the right model to present them to the world.
I met him a few more times afterwards, but we didn't really connect again and that was fine with me since he demanded respect and was not a person (in my mind) that you just have small talk with.
I am sorry you couldn't seem to find happiness and that we won't be able to be amazed by your collections anymore. I am sorry that you didn't find something in the world worth living for.
I wonder what was missing.
You were truly one of a kind and I certainly won't forget you.
R.I.P.
This is the dress I mentioned in my story on the Runway.
Me wearing Alexander McQueen in his Show.


"How strange" I thought...just last night, around 11pm, I was trolling ebay and searched for Alexander McQueen clothes, something I had never done before, I never searched for his clothes before.
Did something in the Universe tell me to think of him ?
When I was looking on ebay, he was alive. As I am writing this, he is dead.
And then I thought about the Alexander McQueen I met in 1998 in London. He gave me my first big break, used me for Fittings in his Studio in London's East End and then he booked me for his show. That show really started me and my career. Suddenly I was in demand in Milan, Paris and New York. I also was a different person back then, fresh out of school in Germany and had been living in London for about 2 months. I thought the world was a better place, I thought that soon I'd be married and have children, I don't know what I thought back then, I thought I could be whatever I wanted.
I was a teenager.
I remember clearly standing in his studio on a rainy gray day, Hip-Hop music blaring from a CD Player on a bookshelf from across the room, me wearing a gorgeous black lace gown with a huge train, feeling nervous and cold in the presence of this young guy in baggy jeans, a ratty old T-Shirt and who had little patience and clearly wasn't easily impressed by me or the dress I was wearing and that he had designed. His name was buzzing from everybody's lips in those days and he was the hottest ticket in town.
He was unhappy with the way the gown looked, something was wrong in his opinion.
I had no idea what he didn't like about it, I thought it was ravishing. Alexander was circling me while talking to the stylist, Katie England. Suddenly he grabbed a pair of big heavy scissors, got down on one knee and cut right into the handmade precious lace right on top of my thigh. I was shocked how determined he was in his decision and felt sorry about the waste of the material. When he was done, the mood lifted, like some kind of pain vanishing. I walked up and down the studio in the new dress, still confused. We were finished for the day and I got dressed, pulling on a pair of trousers my boyfriend at the time had made for me. He saw me in my trousers from across the room and asked me who made them. I told him and added that the boyfriend was a tailor on Savile Row. Alexander loved them and mentioned that he had also trained on Savile Row. Suddenly we had something in common.
I left and later in the afternoon my agency called me to tell me hat I had been scheduled for more Fittings and the Hair and Make-up Test for his upcoming show and confirmed to walk in that show as well.
Sometimes you don't realize when the tide turns, when something in your life takes a different path, something you cannot stop.
This little event I am telling you about changed my life in a major way professionally and personally and I still don't know if it was for the better or worse. But I know that Alexander saw something interesting in me, something that inspired him that day, that show. I got to wear the 2 looks you see in the pictures I posted, one of them was the amazing metal Joan of Arc Dress.
Thank you Alexander, you made my teenage dream come true, gave me an amazing experience that I will be grateful for forever. You thought that I would be the best girl for those dresses that you had put a lot of thought into and the right model to present them to the world.
I met him a few more times afterwards, but we didn't really connect again and that was fine with me since he demanded respect and was not a person (in my mind) that you just have small talk with.
I am sorry you couldn't seem to find happiness and that we won't be able to be amazed by your collections anymore. I am sorry that you didn't find something in the world worth living for.
I wonder what was missing.
You were truly one of a kind and I certainly won't forget you.
R.I.P.

"Beatnik Ballet" Collection by Lyn Devon
Last week I posted about Lyn Devon's Inspiration Board.
Here is the update and the Look Book pictures... and the model is me.
Lyn's goal is to become "the fresh voice in American luxury sportswear by reinventing the classics"
Her collection was inspired by Audrey Hepburn, Ballet, Dance, Beatniks and classic American Sportswear.
I love the collection and cannot wait to place an order after fashion week.





Here is the update and the Look Book pictures... and the model is me.
Lyn's goal is to become "the fresh voice in American luxury sportswear by reinventing the classics"
Her collection was inspired by Audrey Hepburn, Ballet, Dance, Beatniks and classic American Sportswear.
I love the collection and cannot wait to place an order after fashion week.






Monday, February 8, 2010
Inspiration Board- Chadwick Bell, Fashion Designer NY
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