Anatomy at VPL

I've lusted over many looks during the present fashion month from the innocent Little House on the Prarie side braids at Alexander Wang to the baroque and vertiginous nut-and-bolt heels at Rodarte, but nothing has got me as worked up as the inner-framework replications at VPL.

The theme Victoria Bartlett worked through the collection was "anatomy" and this collection isn't the first refletion of her obsession with the human body. VPL (standing for Visible Panty Line) is a design concept of making the inner, the outer. As stated on the VPL website "by bringing underwear out to become a visible, stylish part of our everyday uniform, VPL style begs the question: what mystery really lies beneath?"

Aran Baik, who has an MFA in Fashion and Knitwear Design at Sanfancisco's Academy of Art, created crouched and knitted wonders for the spring show. The cream and gray pieces cradle and envelope the body forming wearable rib cages, and in some cases revealing a little hint of pelvis. The pieces were constructed in a way that they almost appear to be climbing and forming around the body, as if the inner anatomy were more imperative than the garments themselves.

All images by Romney Leader for Style.com

How did Erin get it so wrong?

Bad skin, over-sized, over accessorised and not to mention the eclectic miss-match of foho and Catholisism. No, I'm not talking about Erin Wasson's Spring/Summer 2010 line for RVCA, I'm talking about the designer herself.

Now correct me if I'm wrong, but I always imagined that the creator of a collection would hope to channel their designes by embracing and personally projecting them in a positive and creative light. I know I'm going a while back in "cool" history here but Sarah-Jane Clarke and Heidi Middleton for Sass & Bide always managed to capture more attention back stage than the models. They were stylish girls who saw a business opportunity and so employed their style to create their own line. Erin Wasson has done the same, however when presenting her collection, to be quite frank, she looked like shit.

The collection itself was amazing. In this interview by NY Mag Erin revealed how the colour palette was inspired by her pitbull and no doubtedly her California lifestyle. The textures and cuts were all typical Erin traits which never seem to fail her, but I don't understand how she managed to make a fashion-mockery of herself on the day of the show.

Perhaps it was the stress involved in putting on a show, or perhaps it was a case of trying too hard or maybe not hard enough...

Erin Wasson x RVCA backstage

Erin Wasson

All images Marcio Madeira and Greg Kessler for style.com

Mirror Mirror

So last night I was in the Mirror Mirror fashion parade here in Brisbane, a night to showcase up and coming local designer talent (read: see my post about Mirror Mirror here). One of my friends had a collection in the show so I volunteered to walk for her.

The venue was great - Little Jumbo - they do a heap of fashion parades there which are always filled to capacity and last night was no exception.

The runway was not-so-great. We had to walk high up on two narrow tables making sure to dodge the chandelier along the way. The makeshift stare case at the end was the hardest part of all, with the steps being a whole lot higher than I'm sure is legal. All this atop the fact that people were resting and spilling their drinks on the tables-come-runway with only a very quick and lazy wipe-down seconds before the show. Scary stuff. Work Place Health and Safety would have had a field day at this event but the wonderful garments kind of overrode the propensity for injury.

Backstage was a bit of a bore but we made it fun. There was a little bar that was closed off and I soon worked out how to get it going and was making drinks the whole night. The guy that was doing all the hair was amazing. He literally wipped up each hair style in under five minutes it was so fascinating to watch him work. When it was my turn I literally sat down, made a phone call to my boyfriend and then I was tapped on the shoulder and told I was finished. A voila! Big Gucci curls in no time at all.

the other girls in my collection at dress rehersal
at makeup
last minute ciggie before the show (we set up a lovely little area in the stair well and watched everyone freaking out)
models from other collections running down to back stage

my outfit

Fashion Sudents Unite

Welcome to my new blog Fashion Students Unite.

Before you painc, no, Fashion Falsehood isn't going anywhere. Fashion Falsehood is a creative outlet where I can air my opinions, post reviews and inspiration (like about a million other blogs out there). However I've been hunting around for something localised where I can find information that a fashion student like myself would be interested in.

I haven't found much so FSU was bred intending to fill that gap in Brisbane's fashion society. Yes, there are websites like Fourthousand etc that update us on all things cultural based on our post code, but what about the stuff the fashion students are interested in: Projects calling for open submissions of work, profiles focusing on fashion graduates and the like?

If you're from Brisbane and want to contribute to FSU email me on miannnscanlan@gmail.com with either your blogger profile details or personal details with article attached and I'll post it for you.

While I've got your attention, don't forget to become a fan of Fashion Falsehood on Facebook and follow Fashion Students Unite.

'Til Death Do Us Part

So I'm craving another tattoo. The thought continiously ebbs and flows yet I can't decide as to what I feel more strongly about getting done. I know time will tell but in the meantime I figured I'd blog it and let it simmer.

I have a translation that I need to get 100% double, triple and quadruple checked before I even consider looking at fonts. I have to send it to the literary database over in Ireland to get the correct Irish Gaelic translation without permernantly screwing up the verbs and tenses etc. Until then, I squeeze my eyes shut whenever I pass a parlour for fear I'll go in and get it done on a whim. Speaking of whims...

Back in early July I spontaneously got a tattoo of a cross on my left hand when I was on a road trip. I'm inlove with it; no regrets. It's tiny, I look down at it when I pray and it looks like it's been done free hand (which it has, but the authenticity of it is what attracts me most). Imperfections. No scar should be perfect.

So at the moment I'm tossing up between getting a bird's wing - just the one - on my inner right elbow or an antler on the outer edge of my left wrist. As for the translation, I either want it on my right outer wrist or on my rib cage running horizontally. I'd love to get it on the inner of my upper arm but let's just say you can only pull off those sans body fat a la Erin Wasson.

As far as shading goes I only want black outlining and no filling in, but who knows which bird wing/antler shape I decide on.

Here is some inspiration that's been keeping me thinking.

The Warm-weather Hat

My weekend was perfect. The weather was balmy, the celebrations were joyous and the best part was that I spent it with the most amazing person ever. Yesterday after a lazy Sunday afternoon nap we decided to go on a trip to the deli and stock up our picnic basket with deliciously rich foods and red wine. Watching the sun set over the river and then watching the stars cross over the sky was too pretty to be true. It was so warm laying in the park at night until the wine got to us and we retired home back to bed.

Surprisingly this morning was freezing and the day has been quite cold. After wearing florals and whites all weekend, the weather called for change and so I donned my winter blacks to uni. Kind of contradictory given the fact that boater hats were informally known as the Warm-Weather Hat in the days when it was customary for all men to wear hats outdoors. Anywho this was the result.

Vintage boater hat, Etsy. Dress, Emma Rea. Blazer, thrifted. Ballet flats, Bloch. Stockings, Leona Edmiston.

I've found myself to be quite obsessed with boater hats recently and after waiting months to find the perfect one online, I finally purchased this one for around $AU14 including postage off Etsy. My best friend found a great hat in an op-shop when we were on a road trip down in Byron Bay recently but it has a pink ribbon and needs a bit of re-shaping. I can't wait to add more to my collection.

The Humble Art of Procrastination

It's time consuming, circumventive and in many ways it's productive. Productive because you spend all your time avoiding the task at hand by being industrious in other areas. The only thing is these areas are the one's that don't require productivity in the grand scheme of duties that need attending to. Have I lost you, or have I made you think back to a time when blogging has saved your mental state but concequentially left your To Do list even longer?

The very reason I'm writing this post is to avoid doing other things like semiotically analyse a Vogue Italia editorial for my contemproary fashion class. My eyes can't help but wonder from the fuzz of my analysis up to my inviting Blogger quick-link. The thirst for me to post needed to be quenched so I figured what better way to satisfy my needs than to show you all how much of an unkempt slob I look like when I blog (read: okay, okay that's an exaggeration - but it can get pretty weird over here at Fashion Falsehood HQ).

I always have these conjured up images of the girls behind blogs like Fashiontoast and LeFashion looking positively preen and glamorous doing up their posts while the rest of us hide behind our desks looking less than aesthetically pleasing.

What are you usually wearing when blogging? Usually for me it's a tattered tee shirt and underwear but given the fact that I actually had to leave the house today compelled me to cover up appropriately.

Vintage Wrangler DIY highwasted shorts, thrifted cropped floral tee, Thomas Sabo bracelet with thrifted Catholic charm, gifted ring from Florence and gifted mother of pearl bracelet.

Continued Russh Preview

Continuing on from my last post, Russh Australia has just launched their new website with even more sneak previews of the up and coming September/October issue due in stores next Wednesday.

The best thing about the website is its new features. They include back issues in an enlarged online format (and I thought the vidflip was a major technological advance!) and the long awaited feature for my beloved international readers who complain about trying to get their hands on a copy - there is a section specified for international subscriptions and the purchase of back issues at The Russh Store! All for you! Also on the website will be video content including behind-the-scenes previews of The Russhies doing their thing.

I won't bore you with my thoughts as you already know my position on the magazine - so check out their new digs for yourself. But the new cover featuring Ali Stephens shot by Benny Horne (who has been a favourite of Russh lately shooting countless editorials and covers)? Let's just say Russh never fail to hold up their end of the bargain.
photo: Imaxtree

Russh Previews Issue #30

From what we can see, the preview of issue #30 posted on the Russh Blog a few hours ago is a sigh of relief. Expect the exhale of fulfillment we avid Russh readers expel in harmony when we sit down and take a moment to reflect on the awe-inspiring content of the previous issue before opening the glossy issue sitting in our laps.

First you see the familiar type face, the vintage and enchanting photography and then taking it all in at once like stepping back from a impressionist piece of art - the killer layout.

It's comforting knowing issue #30 will be just like the rest. I can't imagine what I'd do if anything about Russh changed. It would be like Vivienne Westwood deciding to channel mid-90s Helmut Lang. I mean what the fuck, right?

Stella Tennant for Chanel 2002

This issue we're going to be getting a short profile on Stella Tennant, a thirty-something Scottish supermodel who had a stint designing a knit wear line for Burberry. She's still a smoking hot hell raiser who is equal part nurturing mother, androgynous crop and all.

So cannot wait for this issue!

US Vogue June 2003

A Heavenly Hole Punch

This is the first glimpse we get at the upcoming collaboration between Dr. Martens and Jean Paul Gaultier. Talk about a wet dream.

Punching holes into old-school work boots has never been so fucking fabulous! On his blog, Andrew Bunny revealed nothing more than a close up shot of some punky lattice work on black and white standard 8 hold Doc's with the enviable JPG trade mark under the standard Dr. Martens embossed stamp. The only qualm I have about these is the smell of bare feet that will no doubtedly be left lingering in them by crazed fashionistas stomping up and down the streets of a fashion capital near you. Who would want to hinder the facade with silly old socks underneath?

I cannot wait to see what the rest of the collaboration will bring, let alone get my greedy little hands on a pair. Pity they'll only (maybe, word has it) be available at the Gaultier store in Paris. It's also a shame that in reality, I probably won't be able to afford these puppies even when it's 20 years from now and I'm battling it out in an overpriced eBay auction.


Via: Andrew Bunney