Now I have something to look forward to in 2012 :D
WWD Fashion Scoop: Remembering Alexander McQueen
GUINNESS SHOW: One of Alexander McQueen’s closest friends, Daphne Guinness, will exhibit part of her wardrobe at the Fashion Institute of Technology in September 2011. About 80 to 100 pieces including outfits by the likes of McQueen, Balenciaga, Comme des Garçons, Dolce & Gabbana and Azzedine Alaïa will be in a show on her personal style, which will run at the school’s museum through January 2012. The socialite and Valerie Steele, director and chief curator of The Museum at FIT, will co-curate the show. Yale University Press will publish a book to accompany the exhibit. “She is so creative and inspirational in the way that someone like Tina Chow was,” said Steele. For the show, Steele plans to identify the components of that style, which range from Guinness’ interest in sleeves and ruffles around the neck to accessories like hats, veils and ribbons.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
Misako Aoki event photos!
Misako Aoki event photos plus Dekoden!
I have 6 blisters (3 on each foot) but they're worth it! I got to meet Misako Aoki and made a few new friends ^^
Photos were taken by Tokyo Rebel. For all the photos, check out their official blog:Misako Aoki event photos!
Earlier that morning, I just felt the need to start my Dekoden ^^:
Pretty cool huh? Now my phone looks so girly Japanese XD it kinda feels like an addiction now. I'm eye balling my camera and tempted to Deko it out! <3
I have 6 blisters (3 on each foot) but they're worth it! I got to meet Misako Aoki and made a few new friends ^^
Photos were taken by Tokyo Rebel. For all the photos, check out their official blog:Misako Aoki event photos!
Earlier that morning, I just felt the need to start my Dekoden ^^:
Pretty cool huh? Now my phone looks so girly Japanese XD it kinda feels like an addiction now. I'm eye balling my camera and tempted to Deko it out! <3
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Save the date! February 20, meet Misako Aoki!
Save the date! February 20, meet Misako Aoki!
Some of you may be aware that Misako Aoki is coming to New York for the Tokyo Fashion Festa on February 19. Well, the next day, she will be at our store! And she wants to meet you guys!
This came up rather suddenly so we still need to work out the details, but we wanted to let you know now since it's already short notice.
When: Saturday, February 20 (exact time TBD)
Where: Tokyo Rebel, 170 Avenue B, New York NY 10009 (between 10th and 11th Sts.)
What: Misako Aoki meet & greet
This will most likely be an informal event since there's not a lot of time to plan. She just wants to meet Lolitas from the area, take some pictures and write a report from our store.
Because we're a small store with limited space, we will have to control the number of people inside at any given time. We're now figuring out the best way to do that. Don't worry, everybody will get to meet Misako.
We'll announce more details very soon.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Alexander McQueen Is Dead
Original Article
Alexander McQueen, the British fashion designer known for some of the most controversial collections of the last two decades, was found dead Thursday morning at his apartment in London, said Ed Filipowski, a partner in the public relations firm KCD.
The cause was apparently suicide, though Mr. Filipowski said Mr. McQueen’s family had not yet made a statement.
Though he apprenticed on Savile Row, Mr. McQueen, who was 40, thumbed his nose at the conventions of English style by staging often lavish runway productions that included clothes made with animal bones, and models made to look as if they were patients in a mental ward or participants in a life-size chess match. Yet he was a tailor of the highest order, making impeccably shaped suits that were also surprisingly commercial.
But Mr. McQueen’s troubled personal life was often the subject of concern among his colleagues and close friends. He was deeply affected when Isabella Blow, the eccentric stylist who discovered and championed the designer, committed suicide in 2007, and he was said to be devastated by the death of his mother on Feb. 2.
Mr. McQueen was the youngest of six children and the son of a London taxi driver, who survives him. He left school at 16 to apprentice at Anderson & Sheppard and then Gieves & Hawkes, two of the most revered English tailors. He worked briefly in Italy before returning to London to pursue a master’s degree from the Central St. Martins design college, where Ms. Blow discovered his work and bought his entire thesis collection. His first shows in London, in dark underground places, were received as a break from the traditional luxury collections being shown elsewhere in Europe.
For five years, until 2001, he also was the designer of the couture label Givenchy, where he turned the classic French house on its head, often drawing the ire of longtime fans of the label known for its elegant black dresses. He offended several French journalists for calling Hubert de Givenchy’s past work as “irrelevant.” That year, he sold his own label to the Gucci Group, a rival of the parent company of Givenchy, LVMH, following several conflicts with its management.
During his early days in London, Mr. McQueen’s collections often made audiences uncomfortable, as when he referenced the ravaging of Scotland by England by showing brutalized women in a collection called “Highland Rape.” But since he began showing his collections in Paris in 2001, he became more widely respected for designs that were seen as commentary on the often surreal, and self-referential, world of fashion.
Tags: alexander mcqueen, fashion
Alexander McQueen, the British fashion designer known for some of the most controversial collections of the last two decades, was found dead Thursday morning at his apartment in London, said Ed Filipowski, a partner in the public relations firm KCD.
The cause was apparently suicide, though Mr. Filipowski said Mr. McQueen’s family had not yet made a statement.
Though he apprenticed on Savile Row, Mr. McQueen, who was 40, thumbed his nose at the conventions of English style by staging often lavish runway productions that included clothes made with animal bones, and models made to look as if they were patients in a mental ward or participants in a life-size chess match. Yet he was a tailor of the highest order, making impeccably shaped suits that were also surprisingly commercial.
But Mr. McQueen’s troubled personal life was often the subject of concern among his colleagues and close friends. He was deeply affected when Isabella Blow, the eccentric stylist who discovered and championed the designer, committed suicide in 2007, and he was said to be devastated by the death of his mother on Feb. 2.
Mr. McQueen was the youngest of six children and the son of a London taxi driver, who survives him. He left school at 16 to apprentice at Anderson & Sheppard and then Gieves & Hawkes, two of the most revered English tailors. He worked briefly in Italy before returning to London to pursue a master’s degree from the Central St. Martins design college, where Ms. Blow discovered his work and bought his entire thesis collection. His first shows in London, in dark underground places, were received as a break from the traditional luxury collections being shown elsewhere in Europe.
For five years, until 2001, he also was the designer of the couture label Givenchy, where he turned the classic French house on its head, often drawing the ire of longtime fans of the label known for its elegant black dresses. He offended several French journalists for calling Hubert de Givenchy’s past work as “irrelevant.” That year, he sold his own label to the Gucci Group, a rival of the parent company of Givenchy, LVMH, following several conflicts with its management.
During his early days in London, Mr. McQueen’s collections often made audiences uncomfortable, as when he referenced the ravaging of Scotland by England by showing brutalized women in a collection called “Highland Rape.” But since he began showing his collections in Paris in 2001, he became more widely respected for designs that were seen as commentary on the often surreal, and self-referential, world of fashion.
Tags: alexander mcqueen, fashion
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Fashion, Fashion and More Fashion! - Fashion for Dummies: NY Daily News Reporters Test-Drive Wierd Fashions of the Season
***Original Artical***
Fashion for Dummies: Daily News reporters test-drive weird fashions of the season
BY Amy Eisinger, Leah Chernikoff AND Nicole Carter
DAILY NEWS STAFF WRITERS
The fashion hybrid has never been so weird.
Designers have combined two totally different shoes - the peep-toe pump and the boot - and created a piece of fashion confusion."
Givenchy's $1,440 spike-heeled booties have got style junkies salivating. Proenza Schouler has made them, Beyoncé's worn Balmain's, and both Lindsay Lohan and Rihanna have teetered around in Alexander McQueen's zip-up version. The improbably popular peep boots have become so pervasive, next month's Vogue calls them "the perfect transitional shoe" (and also suggests "the must-do when it comes to this must-have: a great pedicure").
So, fine - they're meant for warmer weather. Why, then, are they in stores now? The Daily News set out to answer whether it's even possible to wear them in midwinter.
If the fashion police are working overtime to convince us they're wearable and chic, after all, the least we could do is try them out on the streets of the world's fashion capital.
I took the 5-inch-tall "Korset" boot ($104.97) from Steve Madden out in the cold. My tights were no help - the freezing morning air ripped right through and after a few steps, my toes had started turning blue.
Then came the stares. At the end of my block in Brooklyn, the construction workers did a double-take at the impractical shoes. Those snickers and scoffs were hardly the attention I expect Sarah Jessica Parker gets when she steps out wearing a pair.
I hit my first puddle on the next block and as you may have guessed, suede isn't exactly waterproof. Though I tried my best to avoid the big ones, in winter, there are wet spots at every turn. It took only one small misstep - and now my feet weren't just cold, but there was street water inching its way between my toes.
When I finally made it to the subway, I felt for my toes. The good news? They didn't hurt anymore. The bad news? They were completely numb.
But since high fashion has embraced the breezy boot, I soldiered on and got off the F train in SoHo, where I figured I'd fit right in.
The only problem: the nabe's cobblestone streets. After teetering slowly between the bricks and nearly tumbling face-first at a stoplight, I caught the attention of one passerby.
"You some kinda model?" he asked. I knew from his expression that it wasn't meant as a compliment.
"I just figured," he continued, "somebody would have to pay me to wear shoes like that."
Yikes-spikes!
Thanks to Rihanna's predilection for spiked shoulders, metal hardware as fashion has gone from punk to mainstream.
Celebs like Fergie and Adam Lambert have followed suit, spiking out their shoulders on the red carpet. Major fashion retailers have caught on, too - offering spike-heeled stilettos, prickly cuff bracelets and studded bags.
Next Tuesday, Topshop releases a spike-laden line by designer Ashish, which includes a cropped bomber jacket-style sweatshirt ($310) covered with 124 1-1/4-inch metal spikes clustered around the shoulders and elbows.
Now let's get real. I am not a fashion-forward 21-year-old Barbadian pop princess. I am neither edgy nor punk. So when I got my hands on the sweatshirt/weapon, I balked: The spikes were actually sharp and the thing weighed around 5 pounds. As I hoisted my purse over my shoulder, I scraped my fingers.
The worst part: Making the thing work in the context of my other clothes. Oh, I tried: dark lipstick, ripped jeans, high-heeled lace-up boots. But I looked completely ridiculous. Judging by the wary once-over looks I was getting from passersby, they thought I looked ridiculous - and scary.
Four-year-old David Reed, who sat next to me on a bench at the Bergen St. station, scooted away like I was a monster. As he clutched his mother's arm in fear, I told him to think of me as a dinosaur, and he gingerly reached out to touch the spikes on my elbow.
I got off on Wall St. to see if I could get a rise out of the suits. Jim Price, 46, who works in securities regulation and was in town on business from D.C., told me: "You could stab someone with those things."
"That jacket looks dangerous to me," said policeman Dimitrios Kalbouros, 28, from Middle Village, Queens, on patrol outside the Stock Exchange.
"I'm more of a peaceful guy - that's why I took this job," he explained.
"People are probably looking at you and wondering why you look like a porcupine," he added.
Indeed, I did feel more porcupine than pop princess.
Back on the train, I realized I had overlooked one major asset: The spikes serve as an excellent deterrent for sleeping passengers who try to use your shoulder as a pillow.
Great! Pants that make your butt look big
They're called harem pants.
Flashy, saggy and baggy, they prompted the name of a certain '90s rapper more than a few times on a night out on Smith St. in Brooklyn. And though they looked okay from the front, from the back, they gave what we'll gently call Diaper Butt.
Trendy retailers from H&M to Forever 21 offer versions of the slouchy trousers, which first appeared on the runways at Ralph Lauren, Michael Kors and Jill Stuart. I put on Topshop's sequined gray pair ($160) with a cropped jacket and heels. Sure, they look like pajamas. But I figured I should dress them up.
"Those are loud, lady," said a young man as I passed him on the subway platform. "You are rockin' those."
They're comfortable and easy to move in, seeing as they have enough fabric to make a circus tent. So I sashayed to my favorite bar and made my grand entrance to gasps and giggles.
"Do those come in other colors?" joked bartender Jeremy Swift, pouring me a cocktail. "I think you pull those off."
The bar stool proved to be a challenge, as the extra fabric snagged on the seat as I climbed up.
"I know someone with pants like that," piped up Kate Sims, a server at the bar. "But he's a man. And he's gay."
I took that as a compliment.
Outside the bar, a parked cab driver hailed me.
"Those are nice," he said.
But no matter the size of your rump, the low crotch line - fierce from the front - looks like Huggies from behind.
And just as the Hammer's pants had their 15 minutes of fame, so did these. Pants shouldn't be this loud, complicated or unflattering, even if they get attention.
I hung up my one-hit wonders for good and put on sweatpants.
Fashion for Dummies: Daily News reporters test-drive weird fashions of the season
BY Amy Eisinger, Leah Chernikoff AND Nicole Carter
DAILY NEWS STAFF WRITERS
The fashion hybrid has never been so weird.
Designers have combined two totally different shoes - the peep-toe pump and the boot - and created a piece of fashion confusion."
Givenchy's $1,440 spike-heeled booties have got style junkies salivating. Proenza Schouler has made them, Beyoncé's worn Balmain's, and both Lindsay Lohan and Rihanna have teetered around in Alexander McQueen's zip-up version. The improbably popular peep boots have become so pervasive, next month's Vogue calls them "the perfect transitional shoe" (and also suggests "the must-do when it comes to this must-have: a great pedicure").
So, fine - they're meant for warmer weather. Why, then, are they in stores now? The Daily News set out to answer whether it's even possible to wear them in midwinter.
If the fashion police are working overtime to convince us they're wearable and chic, after all, the least we could do is try them out on the streets of the world's fashion capital.
I took the 5-inch-tall "Korset" boot ($104.97) from Steve Madden out in the cold. My tights were no help - the freezing morning air ripped right through and after a few steps, my toes had started turning blue.
Then came the stares. At the end of my block in Brooklyn, the construction workers did a double-take at the impractical shoes. Those snickers and scoffs were hardly the attention I expect Sarah Jessica Parker gets when she steps out wearing a pair.
I hit my first puddle on the next block and as you may have guessed, suede isn't exactly waterproof. Though I tried my best to avoid the big ones, in winter, there are wet spots at every turn. It took only one small misstep - and now my feet weren't just cold, but there was street water inching its way between my toes.
When I finally made it to the subway, I felt for my toes. The good news? They didn't hurt anymore. The bad news? They were completely numb.
But since high fashion has embraced the breezy boot, I soldiered on and got off the F train in SoHo, where I figured I'd fit right in.
The only problem: the nabe's cobblestone streets. After teetering slowly between the bricks and nearly tumbling face-first at a stoplight, I caught the attention of one passerby.
"You some kinda model?" he asked. I knew from his expression that it wasn't meant as a compliment.
"I just figured," he continued, "somebody would have to pay me to wear shoes like that."
Yikes-spikes!
Thanks to Rihanna's predilection for spiked shoulders, metal hardware as fashion has gone from punk to mainstream.
Celebs like Fergie and Adam Lambert have followed suit, spiking out their shoulders on the red carpet. Major fashion retailers have caught on, too - offering spike-heeled stilettos, prickly cuff bracelets and studded bags.
Next Tuesday, Topshop releases a spike-laden line by designer Ashish, which includes a cropped bomber jacket-style sweatshirt ($310) covered with 124 1-1/4-inch metal spikes clustered around the shoulders and elbows.
Now let's get real. I am not a fashion-forward 21-year-old Barbadian pop princess. I am neither edgy nor punk. So when I got my hands on the sweatshirt/weapon, I balked: The spikes were actually sharp and the thing weighed around 5 pounds. As I hoisted my purse over my shoulder, I scraped my fingers.
The worst part: Making the thing work in the context of my other clothes. Oh, I tried: dark lipstick, ripped jeans, high-heeled lace-up boots. But I looked completely ridiculous. Judging by the wary once-over looks I was getting from passersby, they thought I looked ridiculous - and scary.
Four-year-old David Reed, who sat next to me on a bench at the Bergen St. station, scooted away like I was a monster. As he clutched his mother's arm in fear, I told him to think of me as a dinosaur, and he gingerly reached out to touch the spikes on my elbow.
I got off on Wall St. to see if I could get a rise out of the suits. Jim Price, 46, who works in securities regulation and was in town on business from D.C., told me: "You could stab someone with those things."
"That jacket looks dangerous to me," said policeman Dimitrios Kalbouros, 28, from Middle Village, Queens, on patrol outside the Stock Exchange.
"I'm more of a peaceful guy - that's why I took this job," he explained.
"People are probably looking at you and wondering why you look like a porcupine," he added.
Indeed, I did feel more porcupine than pop princess.
Back on the train, I realized I had overlooked one major asset: The spikes serve as an excellent deterrent for sleeping passengers who try to use your shoulder as a pillow.
Great! Pants that make your butt look big
They're called harem pants.
Flashy, saggy and baggy, they prompted the name of a certain '90s rapper more than a few times on a night out on Smith St. in Brooklyn. And though they looked okay from the front, from the back, they gave what we'll gently call Diaper Butt.
Trendy retailers from H&M to Forever 21 offer versions of the slouchy trousers, which first appeared on the runways at Ralph Lauren, Michael Kors and Jill Stuart. I put on Topshop's sequined gray pair ($160) with a cropped jacket and heels. Sure, they look like pajamas. But I figured I should dress them up.
"Those are loud, lady," said a young man as I passed him on the subway platform. "You are rockin' those."
They're comfortable and easy to move in, seeing as they have enough fabric to make a circus tent. So I sashayed to my favorite bar and made my grand entrance to gasps and giggles.
"Do those come in other colors?" joked bartender Jeremy Swift, pouring me a cocktail. "I think you pull those off."
The bar stool proved to be a challenge, as the extra fabric snagged on the seat as I climbed up.
"I know someone with pants like that," piped up Kate Sims, a server at the bar. "But he's a man. And he's gay."
I took that as a compliment.
Outside the bar, a parked cab driver hailed me.
"Those are nice," he said.
But no matter the size of your rump, the low crotch line - fierce from the front - looks like Huggies from behind.
And just as the Hammer's pants had their 15 minutes of fame, so did these. Pants shouldn't be this loud, complicated or unflattering, even if they get attention.
I hung up my one-hit wonders for good and put on sweatpants.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Omg ATNYC is in Purple Sky Magazine!
Omg ATNYC is in Purple Sky Magazine!
I totally didn't know they were there. Why doesn't anyone tell me these things?
NY Meets Japan & J-Summit @ Webster Hall, NYC
The kids in the skull print and shorts are my designs (well the prints are a duh but yea :3)
I totally didn't know they were there. Why doesn't anyone tell me these things?
NY Meets Japan & J-Summit @ Webster Hall, NYC
The kids in the skull print and shorts are my designs (well the prints are a duh but yea :3)
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Hmm... an event in December?
So!
I was chatting it up with my brother Aidou Sunday night after we were finishing up at J-Summit and he was telling me about the possibility of doing a music event December 5th (target date). It's all up in the air but I feel it's within the realm of possibility.
If we had a music event, what Japanese/ Jrock bands would you wanna see?
I was chatting it up with my brother Aidou Sunday night after we were finishing up at J-Summit and he was telling me about the possibility of doing a music event December 5th (target date). It's all up in the air but I feel it's within the realm of possibility.
If we had a music event, what Japanese/ Jrock bands would you wanna see?
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