Being in America is reigniting my love for all things clean, crisp, and preppy. I love J.Crew’s simple well-cut basics in bright unexpected colours – such a refreshing spin on Autumnal dressing. The...Read More →
Being in America is reigniting my love for all things clean, crisp, and preppy. I love J.Crew’s simple well-cut basics in bright unexpected colours – such a refreshing spin on Autumnal dressing. The slouchy meets tailored combinations are pretty much perfection. I’d gladly take the whole lot.
Katy Grannan prints shown at the Met
In an information age where everything is linked, googled, and wiki’d it’s strangely refreshing to stare into the face of something that provides no additional information. These photographs, shot in Los Angeles and San Francisco, only include the location and date in their title. I like that.
The McQueen exhibition at the Met is incredible. People were waiting in line for hours to get in. Surely a show that has received so much hype wouldn’t be able to live up to my expectations, I thought as I walked in. Not so. Each room is perfectly presented and, to my mind, did McQueen absolute justice.
It begins with McQueen’s graduate collection and work from his time at Givenchy before moving on to his later work. One massive room is devoted to accessories and has films playing throughout with snapshots into some of his most extraordinary catwalk productions (cue robotic paint jobs from SS1999 and the chessboard from SS2005). Although there is vast variation between collections a core aesthetic carries between each room – making it remarkably evident that McQueen had a solid vision that was continuously perfected through each new collection. The room focusing on this AW1995 collection, Highland Rape, was my absolute favourite. The day we went the temperature was sitting at over 105 degrees. We walked across Central Park, felt serious sympathy for all the runners, and tried to slurp down our yoghurt before it melted into one giant puddle. A pretty heavenly day I’d have to say… if you happen to find yourself in New York, definitely check out Savage Beauty.
The reported temperature today was 107 degrees… the humidity was suffocating… the sweat was visibly dripping off everyone. Not that I’m complaining, of course. I’m in NY and I’m happy – heatwave or not. But the scorching temperature meant I sought solace in any air conditioned place I could find – namely restaurants. I popped into CRUMBS for cupcakes and my what delicious cupcakes I found. With names like Devil’s Food and Blackout you know they are going to be intense but they’re good – really good – and heavy. Don’t go on a full stomach though because these babies are a meal in themselves. If you’re in NY definitely check these guys out.
The rest of the day was spent skipping through leafy streets, commenting on Americans, and walking around the Meatpacking District – where I just so happened to walk past Scott Schumann…