As Christmas draws nearer and nearer with every ugly window display it seems a perfect time for an extravagant and self-indulgent wish list (or idealistic blog post). Feel free to send me a little care package with any of the following:
Alexander Wang's Aviator Cape from the SS10 American-themed collection. My life is quite clearly in need of this zippy beauty.
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The aviator cap is attached to the cape! A spectacular way to put scarves out of business.
Noel Stewart heaven hat from his SS2011 Haberdaze collection. It's the idea of being a nuisance in elevators that makes it so pleasing, because no one can tut you when you're This Fabulous
The Luxirare camera bag that inspired this list wish list - it's everything practical and wonderful in one delicious calf-hide box. If you've ever lugged around a chunky camera you really should click click and be amazed by this genius of this bag
Something Julia deVille. I went to one of her exhibition opening earlier this year, where I realised I don't want, I need a taxidermic piglet cover in tiny silver lilies and gem encrusted snout.
Anything from the 40 year anniversary Kenzo show this year. Honestly, anything.
Image from Dazed Digital
After Tom Ford's way-too-sexy Nicholas Hoult campaign this year, I have been lusting after a really lovely pair of sunglasses (I will blindly follow good advertising. Thankfully the world is lacking in Don Drapers). Linda Farrow Luxe would do nicely, or Tom Ford's Karina, or Karen Walker, or... well there are of course more, but I become repetitive (more repetitive that is).
A room from Kitsch Deluxe. Or the book itself would suffice
Generally I love the outrageousness of Bernhard Willhelm (a book on him would also be great), but I'm strangely drawn to his black and white creations at the moment. Without trying to be hyperbolic, Bernhard Willhelm was the first fashion designer that I ever encountered that revealed there was more to fashion that what I'd been previously spoon fed. (And his muse is Bjork! (can't get umlaut's to work) - what's not to love?)
Along with about 300 000 other treats, any of the above will do nicely for Christmas.
Oh, and while you're busy shopping up a storm, if you could somehow create some embodiment of Karl Lagerfeld's Guide To Life that could sit on my shoulder and snicker at people, it would be highly appreciated. On that note, I shall leave you with some wise words from the dear man himself
I dislike the word stress. Stress is not elegant. Stress is always frizzy hair. Lopsided (lopsided is my current favourite word) glasses and frantic hand gestures. Move slowly, readers, always. In your car, pull out like it weighs nothing and is carried like a skein of silk on the breeze – you will never have a crash because everyone will stop in your presence. Use your hands slowly, like you are moving through molasses. Elegance is slowness, patience and eyes that could shoot a whole room dead if they wanted to. Go slow, speak quieter and hold longer, then people will listen. Have you ever tried speaking quieter in a chatty group? Everyone gabs louder and louder and as soon as you open your mouth their silence and rapture.
If you have read this far, you are a very tolerant.