Happy Monday everyone! Remember that Stella McCartney’s children’s line are launching TODAY at select Gap Stores, so get your goodies today!
–Nikki Cho Russo
Stella McCartney’s Kid Rock
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Patrick Robinson and his son Wyeth. Photo by Courtesy Photo
“I did a lot of looking at my own kids,” Stella McCartney said on Thursday evening of the inspiration for the lines she was launching for GapKids and BabyGap. Acting as ringmaster for a wild scrum of little ones at the Little Red School House in Greenwich Village, McCartney offered a quick collection assessment: Of the band-major jacket with brass buttons, McCartney said with a laugh, “No, it’s not Sgt. Pepper. If I did that, I’d have done it in bright blue.” There was a lion-covered sweater dress, plus plenty of staple pieces like henleys and Ts. “All the women in the office have them,” said Gap creative director Patrick Robinson, whose son, Wyeth, stood nearby in head-to-toe Stella for GapKids. “They’re just cool, adorable clothes.”
The launch was also an early celebration of Halloween on the school’s fourth floor, where Gap billboards lined hallways and waiters dressed as bumblebees proffered vegetarian appetizers to the under-10s. A decidedly low-key, let-the-cupcake-crumbs-fall-where-they-may vibe dominated, with kids climbing the walls as parents,
Stella McCartney. Photo by Courtesy Photo
including stylists Tabitha Simmons, Alex White and Teen Vogue’s Amy Astley, commingled.
“With kids, they start as this blob that you have to dress, and then they’re running around and you just have to get it over their heads, and then they’re nearly teenagers,” McCartney said. “I tried to cover all of that.” With her sister Mary and her father Sir Paul’s girlfriend, Nancy Shevell, nearby, McCartney admitted that “I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t thought” of designing a line of children’s clothes under her own name. As for the Halloween plans of her own three children, who stayed in England? “Oh, you know, a sheet and two eyes cut out,” McCartney said wryly. “We really go for it in my house.”
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Stella’s Cheeky Take on Lingerie
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A vintage-inspired slip from the Billie Twirling group. Photo By Kyle Ericksen
Stella McCartney continues to have a steamy love affair with lingerie.
The designer, a self-described aficionado of undergarments who has had a passion for lingerie since she was a child, will unveil her spring collection of Stella McCartney intimates at the Bendon showrooms today. Licensed to New Zealand-based Bendon Ltd., the first collection was launched in the U.S. in spring 2008.
Each of the 15 groups is named after women in what McCartney describes as cheeky situations, such as Rosie Plotting, a silk chiffon printed range featuring a black-and-white feather print from the Stella McCartney ready-to-wear collection; Eva Scampering, a playful silk chiffon ladybug-printed group with a cami, a chemise and a matching brief; Billie Twirling, a vintage-inspired knicker and chemise with scallop hem of silk satin with a matte-and-shine contrast, and Ines Sneaking, a pale pink lace and silk crepe de chine contour bra, underwire bra and coordinating undies.
The collection, which received strong reaction when previewed to select stores this month, features vintage-inspired styles, detailing, and fabrics such as tulle and mesh. The color palette includes a range of neutral pales, and dusty pink and lavender with accents of ink blue and gray alongside pretty florals and graphic prints.
Bras retail from $75 to $85; chemises are priced at $150; bodysuits are $135, and briefs sell for $40. McCartney’s popular Knickers of the Week have been reworked to create silk and cotton-blend Monogram Knickers of the Week with raised embroidered vintage monogram letters, priced at $195. There’s also a Happy Birthday embroidered cotton bikini for $45.
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Scoops: Margiela’s Library Rules… Jeffrey Sebalia’s New Project…
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The Library at Cafe Select. Photo by Courtesy Photo
BOOKISH: No cryptic concept here. To celebrate its new book “Maison Martin Margiela” by Maison Martin Margiela, published by Rizzoli, the house, or at its least lab coat-wearing p.r.s, decamped to New York last Thursday and set up Café Select in SoHo like a library. White hoofed footprints on the floor led through the kitchen to a spare installation space furnished with white desks, lamps and chairs, and wallpapered with a black-and-white photo print of stacks — quiet and low-key, just like the party going on up front. Among the small group of editors and arty types were Terence Koh, Terry Richardson — one of the book’s many contributors — and Margiela fanboy Michael Stipe, who’s been a follower since the Eighties, “before they even did men’s wear,” he said.
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Night Lights: Kylie Minogue and Julianne Moore at First Annual Art Awards
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Julianne Moore, Francisco Costa and Kylie Minogue. Photo by Steve Eichner
Rob Pruitt presented his First Annual Art Awards at the Guggenheim Museum with Calvin Klein Collection and in association with White Columns. Kylie Minogue, a presenter, dressed for the occasion in a spiraled Calvin Klein Collection frock. “I match the space,” the petite singer said, glancing at the Frank Lloyd Wright-designed rotunda. Performance artist Kembra Pfahler turned heads of guests like Nate Lowman, Julianne Moore and James Franco when she arrived wearing nothing but knee-high boots, a giant wig and blue paint. She took her seat next to Artist of the Year winner Mary Heilmann, with a napkin delicately placed between her blue bum and the Plexiglass chair. “That’s worth waiting for,” Francisco Costa said.
YSL’s Masquerade Ball:
French Kiss
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The MisShapes. Photo by Scott Rudd
Yves Saint Laurent got an early start on Halloween revelry when it threw a blowout masquerade ball Thursday night to celebrate the launch of its new women’s fragrance, Parisienne.
The brand made over the Angel Orensanz Foundation with blush pink backlighting, vase upon vase of lush roses and antique-looking chandeliers with flickering votive candles. And if that didn’t set the mood, the perfume’s ad campaign featuring a very suggestive Kate Moss played on a loop on flat screens throughout the venue.
An eccentric mix of editors, models and Lower East Side night owls crammed the space to such capacity that security on Norfolk Street had to keep aspiring attendees at bay. “I haven’t been out for a while,” said one publicist as she scanned the dance floor for a familiar face. “I was wondering if I’d suddenly gotten behind and didn’t know who anyone was.”
Surely the “mask required” dress code didn’t help matters. “I made mine at 4 am,” said Leigh Lezark, who, along with the Misshapes, shared DJ duties with Alexandra Richards. Dancing nearby, Becka Diamond was giving her vision-impairing mask a breather. “No one wants to see a pretty girl on the floor,” she joked.
