Etro S/S 2010
I love that this dress has a high neckline and goes to the floor and still manages to look as light as a whisper. The earrings sell it too.
This perhaps is a little too classic bohemian when you get right down to it but printed silk pants make me weak at the knees. As does that cloud of platinum hair.
Who would have ever thought "polka-dotted pants" would be something so insanely recherche but here I am giving you the straight dope. It's the silk! See what I was saying about silk pants? The clash of prints is geniusburger like only Etro can do. Can Cavalli do that? Can Versace do that? No! Etro baby, only Etro.
Poor Etro never gets any love. It's always tucked into really great editorials but never gets to stand alone like the cheese in that song. No fair. I always think of my fantasy life in Venice wearing Etro. Why don't people want to look expensive like a pleasure-seeking aristocrat in favor of jeggings and t-shirts as dresses? T-shirts are not dresses and tights are not an acceptable substitute for pants. Especially when there are such gorgeous trousers out there dying to be worn!
ditto
I can't remember which is by which street photographer but Mms. Newton and Schuman are obvs. peas from the same pod. People try and look ahead of the curve during fashion week so it's nice to see someone sidestep that whole awful scene. I looked at a fair amount of fashion week photos and this girl hit it out of the park for me on the first day. I held my verdict until all the facts were in but she was the winner in my heart all along.
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