Jil Sander.
Ahh, there it is. That monthly flash of pure genius at The Sart that keeps me coming back for more through all the uninspired designer wear and perfunctory pocket squares…
Oh hey look, it’s my star-crossed blog BFF* Kennedy! And she’s looking incredible, and living the life of quiet, wistful beauty that I am surely meant to live, as always.
*That is her phrase, to give credit where credit is due. Also so you don’t think I’m just blatantly creepin on this girl. It ain’t stalking if they stalk back!
Anjelica Huston by Bob Richardson, for “Vogue Paris,” 1971
Gah perfect WTF so good.
Borninflames not talk so good when in rapturous thrall to FASHUN!!!
Did I post this already? Who cares / it’s fantastic / here it is again!
How do I get a pleated skirt that long? It reminds me of 2 of my favorite things:
- Sukeban, the Japanese “Girl Boss” gang members who sniff glue, lengthen their school uniform skirts, and terrorize their neighborhoods, and
- That episode of “Saved by the Bell” where Jessi Spano made all the cheerleaders wear skirts down to their ankles (‘cuz feminists hate sexiness, duh)
(Image via youredoingitright: refill: yourmothershouldknow)
Chloe Sevigny in da baftub, 1994 or so. If I’m not mistaken, this was a promotional film for Daisy von Furth’s X-Girl clothing line.
Maybe I should just start a feature called “Daily Stella”, since my obsession seems to be quickly re-reaching its mid-90s levels.
Stella Tenant in Glamour France, ca. 1994. I love everything about this, head to toe. Or “H to T”, as Tyra would say in a sad attempt at cultural traction via catchphrase.
