KARL WHO?

It's been a phenomenon built up relentlessly by the army of fashion followers around the globe, but not that it's finally here and causing a domino effect of hype, I thought it'd only be fitting to throw my two cents in regarding Karl's collection.


Curated by Chanel's creative director, Karl Lagerfeld, and possibly one of the most iconic men to have graced fashion and design, the collection was prompted by a lust for luxury that is otherwise inhibited by wealth. One article I read bluntly rendered the line one for "the great unwashed". What I'm trying to not-so-eloquently say, is that Karl's collection is one for us paupers; yearning for a sense of luxury, quality and exclusivity when expressing personal style, but who are also trying to scrape through student loans and university degrees unscathed by financial hinderances. 


Do I think the collection has lived up to all the conjured dreams of women around the world? Yes, yes and yes. 


Each piece visually embodies Karl Lagerfeld himself; minimalistic structure and monochromatic colour schemes dashed with a hint of metallic. Perhaps the stand out element of the collection is the masculine femininity (can such a term be coined?) with which the line is crafted. Collars, blazers and tailored pants teamed with models sporting Lagerfeld's statement trends: sleek hair, sunglasses and leather gloves. 


First we had Versace x H&M and now Karl Lagerfeld x Net-A-Porter. Can luxury transcend the runway onto the high street without becoming an abismal trainwreck? I guess us great unwashed can only live in hope.

Images/Video credited to Fashionologie and Net-A-Porter TV

GPV GOES FLUORO

Fluorescent fashion brings on a wave of nausea for me, as heinous flashbacks of my fourteen-year-old self haunt me. Those were the days when my besties and I would collectively customise trashy, oversized singlets from Supre, (the Australian equivalent of Tammy, or one of those shops you'd never be caught dead walking into after the age of thirteen), to create matching outfits for a school disco. 

However, fluoro is a trend that's caught my eye over the past couple of seasons, creeping back into fashion's good books with subtlety as its secret weapon. Gary Pepper Vintage is an e-boutique that snaps up style ruthlessly in an instant, so it's no surprise that their blog follows suit and makes me froth over seasonal trends during my coffee break.

Their latest spread pays homage to the most coveted blast from my wardrobe's past, but hallelujah, there are no leg warmers or sweat bands in lieu with fluoro's revival. Featuring the the most stunning citrus coloured tailored suit with a a structured lime green jacket slung over the shoulders, Gary Pepper Vintage has made realise that mistakes do deserve to inherit a second chance, because this is fucking (whatever, colourful language is all too appropriate here) phenomenal.