Bill Cunningham. Photo: Greg Lewis 1. On Thursday night, after fashion week was done and dusted, I went to see Guns’N’Roses play to a club crowd of about 300 people. That’s far more intimate than I ever thought I’d be getting with Axl Rose. I had one goal: To shake the man’s hand. It took me about 10 minutes, a few elbows to the face and quite a lot of heckling from annoyed audience members, but I managed to push my way right up to the front until I was standing less than a metre away from him. Whenever heClick to Continue!
For my final series of interviews with Tom Bull, I headed backstage to the Perry Ellis show this afternoon to shoot the scene. It was like a who’s who of male modelling up there: Matvey Lykov sat alongside Nicolas Ripoll and Mark Cox as the producer gave them catwalk instructions; the Davenport twins were trailed by massive TV cameras as they got their Q&As on with the guys; and Francisco Cominelli could be seen joking around with Danny Beauchamp outside. But the best cameo of all came from Nicki Minaj who walked out the back straight after the Betsey JohnstonClick to Continue!
Nicki Minaj. Bad news first: I missed two really important shows today, and I swear it wasn’t my fault – Thom Browne, due to Michael Bastian running late, and Marc by Marc Jacobs, due to it running crazy early. I caught a cab down from the Lincoln Center, arrived at the Armory at 8:07pm for an 8:00pm start, and the audience was already filing out of the venue. I mean, come on! Since when did an evening show ever start on the dot at its scheduled time? The good news is that I was hanging around outside the Lincoln CenterClick to Continue!
Photos: Sonny Vandevelde Over at Gucci, Frida Giannini took a road well travelled for the brand – the 70s – this time, young Londoners – “aristocrats, dandies, singers, noblemen and rock stars,” declared the show notes. A gentlemen’s club dressed by Savile Row tailors. Surprisingly, it manifested itself in a less formal collection than previous seasons – fewer suits than separates, plenty of open collar shirts, and blazers paneled in beige and light teal that seemed to take cues from windbreakers. Those sporty elements were scattered throughout – anoraks, red trims on pant hems and easy rubber-soled leather shoes, butClick to Continue!
She knows how to look good in a photograph. Photo: Haw-lin Let’s be honest: we are living in the age of vanity. The Vanity Age, if you will. Never before has it been so important to put your best face forward. We’re all ashamed to admit it, but the facts speak for themselves: everybody reading this is on Facebook. We’ve all curated a utopian online world for ourselves filled with fun and exciting life facts, profound quotes and good looking photographs. But what happens when the perfect world gets spoiled? What happens when we’re tagged in an unflattering photograph? Or,Click to Continue!