When asked about The Devil Wears Prada, designer Jean Paul Gaultier tells the Independent: "Anna Wintour is a lot more monstrous than she is described!" Pack your bags, Jean Paul, because it looks like your fashion career is over.
Minnesota company St. Croix, which makes the mock black turtlenecks that Steve Jobs famously wore, is having a banner sales week.
You won't believe the awful denim that Zooey Deschanel wore out in public. On the most recent episode of Gawkerazzi, we make fun of the new Beyonce video, the celebs at Paris Fashion Week, and Kristen Stewart's multiple magazine covers.
A $39,000 backpack from the Olsen twins' luxury fashion line The Row was "the first thing that sold off the shelf," according to Ashley. "During our last economic crisis in the U.S., the only thing that went up was Hermès." That's why she designed this mind-bogglingly expensive backpack, made exclusively from the skin of the mysterious fourth Olsen sister, who lives in a cage in their basement. You thought Elizabeth Olsen was the secret one? Hah.
Before he died, designer Alexander McQueen was always the wackiest show on the fashion calendar. Now in her third ready-to-wear collection, Sarah Burton did not disappoint during the label's presentation in Paris today. There were boob-less dresses, lots of frills, and all sorts of insane shit on the model's faces.
With the advent of Pajama Jeans, I was worried about the trend of Americans wearing their sleepwear outside of the house. But something far worse than Pajama Jeans has happened: fashion designers are trying to make this a trend! This is very, very bad.
Kanye West, whose blood, at this point, has almost entirely been replaced with cocaine, has decided that, in addition to releasing embarrassing rap albums every year, he will design women's clothing. He debuted his first collection, Dw Kanye West, in Paris yesterday. No one was very enthusiastic.
Donald Trump was all excited this morning that his suit line was debuting at Macy's. Well, it seems like it's about a step away from being on sale at Daffy's because, as Mogulite pointed out, the suits are already 70% off.
They are always sending insane contraptions down the runway in Paris, but there is nothing getting as much attention as this ensemble by British designer Rachel Freires. It's made out 3,000 cow and yak nipples and, yes, most people think it sucks.
The Australian clothing store Gasp Jeans—which, if you're not familiar (or just some fashion-illiterate hobo), is "the brand behind fashion['s] newest genre 'Playful Couture'"—has become a total joke thanks to its completely idiotic way of handling a recent customer service complaint. Companies wishing to alienate the public, take note!
Our collective image of Vogue dominaeditrix Anna Wintour has always been as a hard-nosed ice queen, a Darth Vader under a helmet of hair, the stern and bitchy inspiration for The Devil Wears Prada. Due to some recent events, are we going to have to change our assessment?
Artist Andrew Salomone has used his hacked knitting machine—an electronic little number that operates similarly to a desktop printer—to create self-portrait face masks, soundwave scarves, and other garments inspired by the Jaclyn Smith Style Collection pop culture and technology. But his piece de resistance is the recursive Bill Cosby sweater, which Salomone (rhymes with "alimony") hopes will one day adorn the real-life, sartorially splendid Bill Cosby. Such an occurrence would not only complete the sweater's pattern but also cause geomagnetic reversal. [YouTube via Buzzfeed]
Fashion magazines have never taken seriously the idea of a "Chinese Wall" separating advertising and editorial. That's not their thing. Their thing is fashion! Still. Much like kids these days, fashion magazines are selling out more spectacularly than ever.
German fashion label Hugo Boss issued a formal apology for that little blip on its resume — the one about them outfitting millions of Nazi soldiers. The acknowledgement comes on the clicked heels of a new book about the company, commissioned by Hugo Boss themselves in order to shed some light on the era.
Celebrating Oktoberfest? Ashamed of your scrawny calves? Meet Wundersock, the patented rubber foam insert for knee-sock-wearing for men. Lederhosen store owner Herbert Lipah invented the "wonderbra for men." He exports Wundersock supplies to Scotland and Namibia. (Apparently Namibians are really into Oktoberfest. Something about colonialism.) Lipah says his store's wares are very popular with "gays, tourists."
Daphne Guinness—wild-eyed couture addict, eccentric beer heiress, and taker of violent baths—has coined the most wonderfully paradoxical fashion mantra ever: "I'll eat when I'm dead." She subsists on nothing but Red Bull and Ensure, and is working on a memoir. [New Yorker, image via Getty]
TV's most fabulous night is upon us, meaning all the small screen stars have put on their best little outfits and posed for pictures. And here are some of those pictures!
That soft galloping you hear is the clack of a million pairs of high heels marching off into the distance. Yes, fashion week is ending. And while we'll miss our time in its glamorous thrall, we think we'll survive until February.
That wonderful scent of stale champagne and hairspray haze you smell is the waft aroma from the continued residence of New York Fashion Week at the tents in Lincoln Center. What did the models, designers, celebrities, and assorted mayhem makers get up to today. Let's look.
Last week, American screen treasure (and by treasure I mean costar in Lethal Weapon movies) Danny Glover was feted by the Deauville Film Festival in France. Good for him! What totally sucks is his attire. He wore those awful toe shoes on the red carpet!
