So once again, octopus-faced-monkey-haired me was off for a tour-de force modeling rampage. Here were some of my favorite shows by far.
Oh lordy, this man is a fan-frickin-genius. I totally loved the inspiration behind his pieces. Part russian peasant, part elizabethan snob and part indian princess. It was wonderful. Like licking ice cream on a 100 degree day wonderful.
My favorite pieces were the blacks and the poofy swan-esque dresses. And I got to wear the best dress of them all! This gorgeous peacock dress. The stunning beauty of this piece completely overshadowed my mollusk of a face.
So when I got to the studio Alex took one look at me and all the sudden he said "Peacock" and that was it. He never spoke another word to me again, but I will cherish the word "Peacock" in my dreams forever and ever.
I could tell all the other skinny girlies were jealous because I got the coolest dress ever. Or maybe they weren't jealous, maybe that's just how their faces naturally looked like. I'll never know.
It was super fun to get to wear such big hair. I felt like Bozo the clown but way chic. And the dark brows were a definite bonus. I'm sick of seeing girls over pluck their eyebrows. I mean it's okay if you like them pencil thin and all, but in my humble opinion, it just does not look good. We should all riot and get dark over dramatic eyebrows! Anyone with me??
VIKTOR & ROLF
Call them gimmicky and whatnot, but what can I say? I love me some gimmicks. Before the show, I headed over to their studio. I brought with me a pair of nerd glasses and a skinny tie and together we all took pictures in "cue" fashion. It was great.
Viktor & Rolf were one of my favorite shows and designers in general. I love their concepts and their exaggerations of everything. Staples as seams? Wonderful. Now I know what to do with my boxes of staples.
Apparently this season they were inspired by "No". Saying 'no' to the fast pace of consumerism within fashion.
I say that "no" has never looked better. Taking such a negative word and making it so awesome-sauce is no easy feat. Who would have thought of having 3-D words protrude out from an otherwise Parisian chic grey coat? I got to wear the "Dream On" coat and felt so special because no "NO" message was plastered on me. I would totally wear this coat out but I'm afraid I'll get stuck in the door or hit someone while I'm waiting in line at the salad bar. They might look at me all funny, but then I'll just show my innocent face and tell them "dream on, man, just dream on".
I met up with Ms. Westwood again for her second show in Paris. Prior to the show we partied it up like punk stars. Surprisingly, I was not tired at all the next day and neither was she. She's that amazing.
Her collection reminded me of the cartoon Recess. They had these kindergartens who were like in tribal gear all the time. If you know what I'm talking about, mad pros to you. So they were these kindergartners who wore face paint and had their little headbands and this show totally reminded me of that.
Everything was so fun. Fun is a major element I look for when viewing fashion.
I loved the printed paint pieces. When fashion and art intermix it makes my heart fill with glee!
I got to wear this super chic top and shorts combination. It's sort of a common look but the cut-out details were so nice that I was super ecstatic. I think we should wear face paint every day with our dark eyebrows. That will be totally awesome.
So Iceberg. I loved the superhero inspiration. When I was a young lass I had this guilty pleasure of watching Power Rangers. I used to dream of being the secret love child of the Pink Ranger and the White Ranger. I didn't know how that would exactly work out seeing as I'm Asian and they were both not asian. I should have dreamed about Trini, the Yellow Ranger, as my mom instead but somehow Pink Ranger appealed to me more. I told you I was a weird child.
I got to wear this cat ears hood/beanie which totally made my day. Without it, I would have just been a giant ball of blue. But with them, I was transformed into a blue giant puffed cat. I think Halle Berry should have contacted IceBerg for this costume instead of her disastrous wardrobe for Catwoman.
So Galliano and I go way back. Like way back. We're like BFF's. We're totally tight.
Okay. I'm just BSing. Every story needs a little BSing though, I think.
I strutted down in this MC Hammer pants. Thank god because I hadn't worked out my thighs the night before. In fact, I had binged on deep dish pizza. Shhh..don't tell anyone.
There was a variety of inspirational influences. I felt a bit of the Jamaican reggae with my dark braided dreads.
TAO COMME DES GARCONS:
I have a very special place in my heart for Japanese designers. Japanese people are crazy. Enough said. They come up with the newest technologies and their street style is just way too advanced for us simple minded folks. They are very into experimenting and experimenting they do well in.
The collection was so refreshing and took "layering" to a whole new level. The mix of proportions and textures just fit together perfected. I loved the super long sleeves no matter how impractical they are because they remind me of when I was young and the sleeves were too short for my stubs I called arms.
The look seems messy from the outside, but once you look closer you can see how everything is so beautifully planned. Move over Prada, this is the way to totally do lace! (I'm probably one of the few who just didn't feel it with Miuccia's latest collection)
Okay, this was probably one of my FAVORITEST collections so far this season. I know I say that about everything, but aesthetic wise, this is just totally me. When I saw her clothing I was like wow, if I were a designer these are the types of clothing I would design - fun, colorful, and whimsical.
I fell in love with the prints she used. They looked like watercolors by Matisse or the expressionistic strokes of Van Gogh.
Just seeing the clothing made me happier and that's why I love fashion - the ability to make you happy.
I wore this blue dress with a cape like thing on top of it. I don't what it is with designers and putting me with capes. I wore a cape in the Anne Sui runway if I remember correctly. I tend to hallucinate a lot these days.
Tsumori told me it's because I have a face made for a cape. Huh. Okay. Alright.
Well, it was a nice fall winter season this year. I'm so surprised that so many designers actually casted me, but what can I say, I'm just that great. I should go now before my ego inflates even bigger. Until next season, ciao lovelies.
P.S If anyone actually read through all of this let me know and I will give you an online hug!
Photos Courtesy of style.com, coutorture, and thefashionspot.