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We might be exhibiting the textbook symptoms of psychological projection, but it makes us feel a little less alone if we pretend the undisclosed locations everyone else is working from don’t have heat and smell like burnt toast too.
We may all want to while away the hours prancing from one sample sale to the next, or loading our virtual shopping carts with an entire season’s worth of new duds. Of course, real life (and even realer bank accounts) get in the way. The Goods, our new curated daily feature, delivers one stand-out steal hand-selected for your quick and easy shopping pleasure. Today’s find: an ASOS top to satisfy your Chloé dreams.
French house Chloé threw a massive bash last night at the Palais de Tokyo museum in Paris to kick of an exhibit called “Chloé: Attitudes” that showcases the label’s work over the last 60 years. Naturally, there were models everywhere, Karl Lagerfeld showed up, and everyone looked just smashing.
We just can’t get enough of Kim K these days.
Take a break from your St. Patty’s Day revelry to listen to Madonna‘s new track, check out Kate Middleton‘s festive outfit, and muse about the no makeup trend.
Florence Welch has snagged yet another Vogue cover in which she does not look like herself.
What do you do when your favorite handbag gets you into trouble? That’s the question Oscar-award winning actress Reese Witherspoon is asking herself after being rudely informed that her python purse from Chloe is actually against Californian law.
Today’s StyleDish brings us more FNO hype (this time for your nails), lots of obscure fragrances you’ve never heard of (fancy wearing the same scent as Angelina Jolie?), and Judith Lieber handbags as goody bags — if you’re one of Kim Kardashian’s bridesmaids, that is. Also, a lustworthy accessory that will break both your wallet and your willpower.
In the wake of that mess with John Galliano at Dior, what could be more refreshing than a designer who doesn’t draw any attention to herself, doesn’t seek the spotlight, and doesn’t design clothes to be editorialized and then forgotten? Nothing, that’s what. Which is probably why this extremely rare interview with Celine designer Phoebe Philo (who fits the anti-Galliano bill to a T) was arranged.
After weeks and weeks of speculation about whether Hannah MacGibbon would keep her job as creative director at Chloe, the brand has announced she’s leaving to “pursue other projects.” MacGibbon will be replaced by Clare Waight Keller, who was previously the creative director of Pringle of Scotland.
What’s the most embarrassing thing that can happen to someone who styles an ad for a fashion company? Probably styling your models in clothes made by another brand. In the ad for Chloe‘s newest fragrance Love, someone decided it would be a good idea to style model Raquel Zimmermann in head-to-toe Chloe with an Yves Saint Laurent belt.
A woman after my own heart, Carrie Bradshaw once told her friend Charlotte that she had no fear of heights, as evidenced by her shoes. Seeing that elevation is the first characteristic I notice in my own footwear—closely followed by material and comfort level—it is no wonder that I have appointed Chloé’s Enola Two Toned [...]
In September, architect Jamie Forbert will unveil what shoe lovers across the world could only dream of: a shoe salon that will apparently be larger than the first floor of the Tate Modern in London. Talk about a shoe-gasm.
Mischa, Mischa, Mischa. What can we say?
Once upon a time, we’d tune into the O.C. obsessively every week and crave your media mentions so that we could drool over your outfits. Chanel and Chloe were regulars of your wardrobe. You looked impeccable, clean, and put together — even when you were sporting your more casual L.A. look. On and off screen, we wanted to be you. And now there’s this.
This month marks Elle’s Work and Power issue, and many will wonder why the magazine opted for a just-out-of-her-teens superstar. While Taylor Swift is undeniably popular, would it not have made more sense to put someone a little, well, older on the cover? Maybe someone who could, at the very least, legally have a happy-hour cocktail?