I've been fascinated all year by Mr Style a/k/a Ray and his perfectly idiosyncratic and individualistic site ("http://wherethelightsend.blogspot.com) . Something about the pure and uncorrupted energy of his writing and the languidness of his beauty made me feel like here was a very interesting young talent to track. That is what makes doing TI so exciting for me these days. I feel like its been allowing me to mingle in an underground internet network , a kind of secret society of talented and beautiful new kids bent on making their mark on the worlds of taste and style. I hold Mr Style to be a prime example of this ideal. Around the time of the last Paris Fashion Week I planned to catch up with Ray but ... you know how it goes in that city. Decadent mayhem spoils the best laid plans. Last week Ray Q&A'd me for his blog so I insisted on returning the favor by investigating further the new brand of fabulousness represented our erstwhile Mr Style. This is what I found out
Submitted by Wayne on Thu, 2008-10-02 17:10.
More than ever, there seems something dated in the existence of these people, publicists who glory in their task as guardians of precedence. Like the eunuchs of the Ming dynasty, they tend to forget their place as servants of the imperial luxury goods industry. And, like the eunuchs of the Forbidden City, they may wake up one day to find that those with real power — in this case, Bernard Arnault, Robert Polet, François Pinault — have noted that the bottom line is not being well served by lackeys with attitude.
Guy Trebay in The NY Times on fashion show publicists and their Marie Antoinette complex
Submitted by Wayne on Tue, 2008-09-30 17:57.
Submitted by Wayne on Thu, 2008-03-06 00:11.
You know this by now. Not much will change in the ranks of the girls clients consider directional and marketable enough to front their brands. Natasa, Anja, Malgosia, Kate...The tried and the true will find their bread well buttered. A girl like Snejana for instance, long past the status of being a fad already has found herself on set for one of those high profile brands that everyone kills to book.
The real suspense lies in the challenge of which of the 25 or so 'runway breakthroughs' that I'm currently tracking at MDC will actually convert into girls with an editorial and campaign career. I can't tip my hand too much but Paris for me was the story of Aline W of One in NY (& Elite Paris) and Amanda Laine at Supreme (& Women Paris). They are two very different kind of girls but with an obvious hardcore insider fashion appeal. It is great that Aline, the same Brazilian 15 year old who spoke no English and was very unhappy in NY three years ago is the toast of all Paris right now. And Amanda, a girl NY didn't get , proceeds to open both McQueen and Miu-Miu in Paris. I'm fascinated by her face. Her make-up at the Balenciaga converted her into this severe, almost intimidating power-woman. It is a clear sign that she'll be a great girl for the blue chippers to play with in upcoming months in the glossies. I can only imagine those options!