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Happy Birthday, Melissa Sue Anderson

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Melissa Sue Anderson

Happy birthday, Melissa Sue Anderson.  In order to pay homage to you, Pamela Sue Martin and Vicki Sue Robinson, I’ve decided to change my name to Prunella Sue Crudsworth.  It has a nice ring to it, huh?

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September 26, 2010 at 4:01 pm

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Versace

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Versace

From the worst show of the season to the best show so far . . .

I don’t want to speak ill of the dead, but I often got mixed messages from Gianni Versace’s designs for Versace.  The high-octane glam message came across loud and clear, but often it was muted by a voice in my head that repeatedly chanted “tacky, tacky, tacky, tacky . . .”

It was probably a sign of the times more than anything.  Like everyone else, I was over opulence around the time Versace was murdered.  I wanted the house to move into a more modern version of itself.  Everything in fashion needs to be new.  Everyone needs to reinvent themselves.  Fashion stands still for no one — not even its icons.

So it took a death in the family to bring Versace into a new era.  Yes, it’s tragic, but it’s true.  Donatella Versace did reinvent the house from top to bottom.  Of course the finances of the company suffered, but there was still enough money there to ride the tide into a new era of opulence.  Now that we’re there, Versace is becoming one of the most covetable labels in fashion.

Using house signatures such as the Grecian key, cut outs and an electricfied color palette, Donatella not only paid homage to her brother’s empire, but also presented a collection that was perfectly on trend and as distinctive as anything I’ve seen all season.  Elements such as crochet, fringe and cacaphonic prints were present, yet nothing could distract from the innovation in construction that was intended for one purpose only: To make the Versace woman look like the bombshell she was born to be.

I lambasted Miuccia Prada in my previous review for creating an “ugly pretty” show that only said to me “I’m trying too hard.”  What I got from this show was the idea that Donatella is trying harder than anyone else in the luxury business to actually sell the clothes that she’s presenting on the runway.  Almost every other luxury label seems to be concerned primarily with brand building and licensing.  Only Versace seems to be this invested in creating and selling actual fashion, and she’s doing it with more panache than almost anyone else in the business.

Bravo!

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September 26, 2010 at 3:49 pm

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Happy Birthday, Heather Locklear

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Heather Locklear

Happy birthday, Heather Locklear.  I’ve been told that if Sammy Jo Carrington and Amanda Woodward had a baby, she would be a lot like me.  I guess I should be honored . . .

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September 25, 2010 at 4:31 pm

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Prada

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Prada

I had a zillion things to do yesterday, so I didn’t get a chance to discuss the latest Prada show that is being hailed as the greatest show of the season by many critics, including most of the important ones.

I only have one thing to say, and that’s this: Pull your head out of your ass and look at the clothes.  I’m so sick of people hailing Miuccia Prada as a genius no matter what she does.  Her jolie laide approach to dressing women is uglier far more often than it’s pretty.  Putting some of the most beautiful girls in the world on a runway and making them look like homely, color blind idiots shouldn’t be rewarded with praise when the clothes themselves were weak and hardly groundbreaking.

I’ve seen hints on a lot of runways of the over-the-top, technicolor early-90s that competed with grunge.  Jeremy Scott referenced the Acid House era in his usual tongue-and-cheek manner last season.  Giles Deacon did it without hitting me over the head while creating some truly covetable clothes in London earlier this week.  But when Miuccia does it, Suzy Menkes, Cathy Horyn and the rest of the fashion press laud her as if she was the only person in fashion with the brains to launch the next wave of retro schtick.  Unfortunately, the clothes were hideous.  Hideous!

The color palette was often migraine-inducing.  Hospital scrub-like tops fit the scrawny models like tarps.  Horizontal stripes were everywhere.  Zipped blazers were boxy, ill-fitted and reminiscent of polyester versions still available today in lines like Tan Jay that appeal to boxy women in their golden years.

I’ll admit it: A few outfits were terrific.  The spaghetti-strap dresses and some of the separates were darling.  Several individual pieces could work in a less ridiculous context (and maybe on those few women who would wear a horizontal-striped pencil skirt — about one-percent of the population).  But all I got from the styling was the idea that Prada is trying too hard to challenge the notions of conventional beauty.  The same critics I’ve already lambasted seemed to adore Pat McGrath’s “silent film” makeup.  I thought that the models looked like Miss Jane Hathaway from “The Beverly Hillbillies,” only not as pretty.  I also thought that the fun fur stoles were awful.  I’m all for faux fur when it means keeping the real stuff on the backs of the critters who it belongs to, but I wouldn’t want to be the woman who purchased a Prada stole only to see the knockoff version of the same garment on the sale rack at Claire’s next week.

For a label that’s got such cachet, there was not a lot on this runway that was special, and it boggles my mind that there are elements of the fashion press who continue to find artistic genius in every one of Miuccia Prada’s shows, including the bad ones.  I’m not surprised that critics can have contrary opinions.  I’m just baffled by their loyalty to a few designers who continue to make women look like lumpy circus clowns and sideshow freaks.  In my opinion, this was the worst show of the season so far.  I’m might be an outsider pretending to be an insider, but I’m not that far out of the loop.  So it just begs the question I have to ask my fellow critics: What in the name of Zob were you thinking?

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September 25, 2010 at 4:10 pm

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The ANTM Clearinghouse

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Furonda

Wow!

Just this morning I discovered ANTM 411 on WordPress.  It’s a site that answers the question “Where are the models of ANTM now?”  So instead of Googling “Furonda” and having to dig through piles of crap to find a nugget of gold (like the photo I posted above), you can simply click on a link in the sidebar.  The models’ names are listed first by cycle and then in elimination order.  It makes it all so easy.

I’m going to be visiting this site often.  It’s going to take a long time to get through the amount of information that’s already been compiled, and the author Modelscribe has a talent for digging up hidden gems, like my fabulous photo with CariDee where I got her to reenact her final two hug with Smellrose.

I’ve also added it to my blogroll on the right.  Go ahead — click it.  Tell ’em Auntie Fashion sent ya!

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September 25, 2010 at 3:20 pm

Happy Birthday, Jessica Lucas

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Jessica Lucas

Happy birthday, Jessica Lucas.  You should know that I was upset when “Melrose Place” was cancelled, but not nearly as upset I was when you weren’t eaten by the “Cloverfield” monster.  Why doesn’t anything turn out the way I want it to?

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September 24, 2010 at 1:39 pm

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Francesco Scognamiglio

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Francesco Scognamiglio

After complaining in my last review that no one in London knows how to sew, I was delighted to see Francesco Scognamiglio’s Milan Fashion Week show for S/S 2011.  His catwalks are always interesting — especially if you like boobs — but this one should have designers like Tom Ford and Christophe Decarnin scrambling to keep up.  No one in fashion has produced such elegant, kinky trash in years!

These are the clothes that are going to make the editors gush while the starlets line up at the designer’s atelier.  With every presentation, I’m beginning to believe that Scognamiglio should be showing in Paris as part of the couture shows.  Someone with a lot of money is going to snatch this guy up soon.  He’s exactly what the world of fashion needs right now.

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September 23, 2010 at 10:56 pm

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