A CLEAN FRESH...
...start is required. Will do Moschino show in a tic, but first, I did some thinking and some looking while as fashion week, one does. Outside the fashion shows has gone totally berserk. If you had a half a decent outfit on, which one did, about twenty or thirty photo-blogger people from all around the globe frantically start taking pictures. Quite embarrassing working out what to do after a while. Meanwhile, you could tangibly feel the stock of the street style photograph going down with every click. An odd, mindless 'style-cultural' epidemic. Its like they're attempting to put literally everything thats on the outside of anything to do with fashion shows onto the internet. Its a street style supermarket, with no direction except to record. The special offer of the street style blog has been rather lost.
Fresh from the Mosch' show.
I shan't be bunging up much of that sort of thing, didn't anyway, but this has focused me on what am doing on Style&Error. A couple of bits am gonna keep and hone. Style Stances for example. Couldn't bring self to do them in Milan such was the force of the tide of blog-feeding cameras. Am gonna do targeted Style Stances. Yeah. Other things too, yeah? Mean meanwhile I really enjoyed Moschino, which was held in a supermarket, yeah?
Again colour from the Milanese (plenty of colour-based word eating from me this season) and executed so beautifully by the vibrant, witty house of Moschino (click) - styled by our man William Gilchrist. They played their classic repeated prints around a supermarket product theme and worked in bright, jaunty bits of resort, lively smart casual and classic italian sartoria.
The thing about Mosch' is people think they know it, and its all a bit of a mess about, but its not as simple as that. To make their fun and games work, the clothes have to be really good versions of classics, often just produced straight, without a quirk. The are often great singular items of menswear.
Pieces have maybe a different colour or a trim re-think, an accent or a hyper-re-style, but essentially great mens bits. The thing wouldn't work otherwise. They must have actual copy writers for some of the stuff they do each season. One big hairy bearded bloke from Moschinos Milan office had a marl tee shirt on with 'Grin and Bear It' emblazoned on front. Now that is funny.