October 29, 2010

Models.com // ONE Interview: Anna dello Russo

Anna dello Russo, Italian, Extravagant, Style icon. These are only a few words frequently used to describe the Matriarch of the Fashion blogger fame and the fastest growing brand of any known fashion editor today. Determined to express her point of view, ADR has chosen a path that gives her slightly more freedom than that allowed by the politics and pressures of an increasingly more corporate industry. This season she managed to add yet another title to the ever growing list of positions played, styled by Katie Grand-a-minute for Emanuel Ungaro, Anna wasn’t just in attendance, she was a model in the show. Now, she sits with us to discuss her story, interests and the system by which she selects her stunning looks from the runways. Before our time was up, Anna also played dress up with designer and visual artist, Rad Hourani who both photographed and styled our latest subject exclusively for ONE interviews & Models.com.

Christopher Michael: Anna Dello Russo… This is your real name?

Anna dello Russo:
Yes (laughs), it’s mine.

CM:
At what point in life did you realize you were as obsessed with fashion as you are now?

ADR:
I was born in the south of Italy where there is no fashion, and as young as I can remember, I started to wonder how I could work with fashion because where I was from, there were no opportunities to do something with it. Where I’m from, there is just one mini boutique, nothing else…so not having access to it all had caused me to become quite obsessed. I thought for a moment that I should start my own boutique but then my father said “No way! After university!? You should go for it all the way, go to Milan and become what you want, a journalist.”

CM:
What did you study at university?

ADR:
Historic art, of course that was another reason I loved fashion. If you notice in all of the antique art, there are all the styles, proportions, colors and composition that are used in fashion. I studied all historic art, no contemporary.

CM:
In the documentary called “CATALK” Andre Leon Talley was asked if he thought fashion was art, and his response was. “No fashion is not art, fashion is hard work!” I wanted to ask you this same question…Do you think that fashion is art?

ADR:
No, absolutely not. I think fashion is a muse, like music, like art, they are all muses. Fashion is a popular communication, whereas art is more of an elective communication. I don’t believe fashion is art, no.

CM:
I’ve been told that in the beginning many years ago, you were very shy… Is that true?

ADR: Yes, I was invisible! I was a beginner, first of all, and secondly I was a hard worker. At the time I didn’t have time to show off. I spent all my time and energy learning about photography, about shooting, about modeling. I didn’t ever think to dress up or put make up on myself because I was just working as much as I could to understand fashion and the images of fashion. I worked with the best photographers in the world, if I was next to Helmut Newton, I couldn’t think about hair and make up on myself! I was such a beginner, but I believe everything comes at the right time. That’s why I always say to young people now, visibility and blogging and all of that, it is not enough; don’t think this is the work. That is a beginning, it is a starting point. After that you have to put your energy into the job, and not just in parties and showing up to shows. I never used to come to New York for the shows, it was always only Paris. I remember, if Franca would take us to Paris, it was an incredible season. We didn’t have time to go and see the shows. I remember thinking, those people are so lucky to sit on the bench! After the shows in Paris, we would always work right away.

CM:
So you would just pull directly from the shows you were watching for the shoot happening right after the week was done?

ADR:
The first day of shows was fantastic…The second day, we would be choosing the looks from the collections for the stories already. Every month I was doing a shooting. Back then I was working with about 10 luggages, no assistant. I remember one time, it was quite funny, one of the American based editors called and said “Hello may I please speak to the shoe editor?,” and I remember looking at Alice [gentilucci] going, “Shoe editor? What are they talking about shoe editor?,” because it was just the two of us in the fashion department, that was it. It was a whole other level. Italians, we did an incredible job with no money and no assistants. Now it’s like having revenge, I come just to see the shows and I have time to dress myself up and all of this, it’s like a miracle.

CM: What originally lead to you leaving Italian Vogue?

ADR: I spent 12 years at Italian Vogue as Fashion Editor, after that Franca asked me to become the editor in chief of L’uomo Vogue and of course I said yes. I spent another 6 years at L’uomo Vogue, after which I left because I wanted to sort of, start my own career. I really wanted to go back to working on women. Then I was offered the position at Japanese Vogue.

CM: It seems that you are the real Matriarch behind the birth of the fashion blogger fame, after originally suggesting to Stefano and Domenico that they sit the bloggers front row… How did you come up with this idea?

ADR: I was talking with Stefano and Domenico saying that I believe there is a big evolution happening right now from the background. With magazines being so expensive, it was hard to reach the younger audiences and these bloggers were reaching those young people with their sites. I never felt the power of this evolution as much as now. We are always talking about the industry and trying to understand where it is, where it is going, etc. I said, “To me, this is an incredible, incredible phenomenon.” I’m lucky in that Stefano and I grew up together, we are the same age and he’s the best friend I have in the fashion industry.

CM: What was the catalyst for you where you decided to really come out and become your own brand?

ADR: I didn’t come out and talk about my brand, I talked about my freedom. At that time, I was thinking about my own expression, because of course I love Japanese Vogue, but in any case, I was thinking to express myself. I thought, I should really jump in this world and have a voice to really express myself. With magazines, you don’t really express yourself; you express a corporate vision, you express the vision of Conde Nast. It’s not really your point of view. You can’t say in the magazine what you really like, it’s all a very political vision. So I thought, maybe I should spend some time and energy to finally have my little voice, and now it’s happening.

CM: To the onlooker it would appear as though you are quite a big fan of social media across the board…

ADR: In the beginning I was so uncomfortable with it all, but now I love things like twitter; it’s very immediate and you can reach people NOW. Also, during fashion week it can be very informative. Sometimes if I miss something or forget something I’ll end up seeing it on twitter. Another example is when I found out that Nicola Formichetti became the new creative director of Thierry Mugler via twitter. That’s what makes it incredible, you are staying in touch with your job in a spontaneous way. It’s really great.

CM: So it goes without saying then that you are a fan of how fashion has evolved into a much more accessible industry in place of the sort of closed off elitist world that it used to be…

ADR: Yes, because we spent 20 years closed up in our cage; in the past we sometimes didn’t go after the shows to say hi to the designer, even. It was more of a snobby attitude, it was too much. Now I completely love the fact that young people come to me and talk and you feel that sort of audience. I remember the years I was at L’uomo Vogue and I didn’t feel the audience. I’d find myself asking, who is the reader of this magazine? Straight, gay, old, young I had no idea. There was no way to really experience your audience. I find the way fashion has become now to be far more real and approachable.

CM: Being fascinated by the industry as a whole and its evolution, with bloggers having been a huge part of that constant change, what do you see as the next big evolution in our business?

ADR: That is a good question, I really don’t know where we are going, I really don’t know. To me, the speed of fashion is slowing down a little now, everyone seems to be getting to the roots. For example, everyone talking about heritage, roots and the history of fashion. This is nice.

CM: I think that’s really nice to hear. Everyone has felt such pressure to mass produce and do so in a hurry, the idea of slowing down and ’smelling the roses’ so to speak is nice. Speaking of new and change, you’ve been working a lot with Giampaolo Sgura…

ADR: Yes, I love him! He’s from the same city as me. For me, I get very excited when working with young people and to see how they see things. For me it’s about getting new and fresh air, and to not get stuck in my position, otherwise it’s already done. Giampaolo is an example of that fresh air, and at the same time going back to the excessive fashion of the past but doing it in a modern way.

CM: Who was the first magical moment for you working with a photographer…

ADR: Two moments, one was a moment with Helmut Newton; he took a picture of me, he was the first one to take a picture of me actually. That was in 1996. He said to me, “listen, after we finish shooting, I’d love to photograph you.” I was afraid thinking, is he going to want to shoot a nude picture of me? And said, “Are you sure Helmut?” and he said “Yes, take your long long black coat…” and we did the picture. The second was with Steven Meisel. I remember the first time I was so hot it was as if I had a fever, just from the nerves. Then he arrived and he had black hair and I said “oh my god, HE looks good too. What do I do!” He was so beautiful and, of course he was speaking English to me at a time when I did not speak English so well. During those years there was only one that I missed the chance to work with, which was Avedon, Richard Avedon.

CM: With all this talk about the 90’s, what sort of changes do you feel have occurred in magazines today in comparison to publications during the 1990’s…

ADR: First of all, in the 90’s everything was TOP…Top model, top photographer, top designer, all top. I felt like a little mouse, everything was huge in terms of proportion. When I used to come into the studio I always felt like such a little mouse, because you used to arrive and Claudia Schiffer was there, Linda Evangelista, Francois Nars… Everything was in huge scale. Now, the approach is much more democratic in a way, much more easy and cool, more approachable. There is a possibility to have different kinds of levels simultaneously. At that time, the level was pretty pretty high across the board. I remember some clothes were only reserved for Vogue, no other magazine was allowed to use them. Now, every magazine looks good because they have access to all the collections. Of course the economic pressures are starting to become more and more obvious since the recession, the client and the magazines both have to sell. In terms of how the work is approached, things are more ‘easy’ now.

CM: Well before there was less of everything, there were 20 models and now there are 3,000. There is more of everything from designers and photographers to stylists and magazines, all of it… Do you prefer working in this way over how it was when there was less of everything?

ADR: It’s not about one being better than the other, it’s about each time being different.

CM: Anna Dello Russo, the lady of looks, going through so many outfits in a day and over the entire show season. What goes into the selection of your clothing?

ADR: It has to be top level. I love catwalk outfits because they always have a lot of creativity. Full looks are good, I don’t like mixing. I share the passion with the designer, why should I mix it? They do very well with the catwalk pieces. I love when you can look and say “Oh this is a Givenchy, this is Balenciaga,” I love when it’s flashy clothing.

CM: You travel quite frequently but you’ve managed to keep your base in Italy, do you think that will ever change?

ADR: Yes because Italy is such a nice place to live, the quality of life here is so wonderful. First, of course I have my family here and secondly because it’s such a great place to live. When I travel around the world I love it, but how you can live in Italy is so easy. When I’m home in Italy, I don’t need anything, and the best city to go shopping is still Milan. The best selection, most of the clothes are done in Italy, the best place to go shopping is in Italy because you have an incredible selection of everything. Easy access, I still love to travel but I can tell you, in a couple of years I hope to be in one place and just enjoy the life.

An interview by One Mgmt’s Christopher Michael for models.com
PHOTOS BY Rad Hourani
MAKE UP BY Hung Vanngo
HAIR BY Wesley O’Meara
ANNA DELL RUSSO IS WEARING RAD HOURANI

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October 27, 2010

October 15, 2010

Vogue Germany November 2010








Vogue Germany November 2010
Model: Ieva Laguna
Photographer: Greg Kadel
Stylist: Nicola Knels

October 10, 2010

Anna Dello Russo's Wish

When Anna Dello Russo makes a wish, chances are it's likely to come true - and here's hoping.

Anna announced on her blog recently that her next wish is to "do a book with my whole collection of clothing by Tommy Ton".

As for the size of the book? - Well, one can only image - given that she has an entire apartment dedicated to her clothes.

image: via Tommy Ton's twitter @JakandJilBlog

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October 08, 2010

Street Style Favourites - Paris Fashion Week














source: Tommy Ton for Style.com
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The Masquerade Ball by Garance Doré: Part 2

III Crystal & Me

“What do you think? How cool is this mask?” Crystal Renn asked me showing off her silver mask that made her look like cat-woman from space.”
I love it. I want the same one.
“And the whip? What do you think? Do I need the whip?” she asks me showing me a silky whip snapping it against her thigh.
I love the look. It’s so Newton. Wow. Yeah, get the whip.

And the suddenly, she says, “Okay wait. I’m going to go get my outfit on to show you and you can tell me if it needs anything. I have it with me.”

I took advantage of this little interlude to realize that Crystal Renn is right there in front of me, scantily clad, and asking my opinion of her whip, and then I remembered why I was there to begin with. I picked out a few things to try on and hoped into the dressing room next to hers.

I don’t know if you’ve ever tried on an Agent Provocateur corset, but it’s a pretty funny little exercise. Because yeah, a corset is pretty much impossible to put on all by yourself. You need someone’s help. You become pretty intimate pretty quickly with the hostesses who strap you in or lace you up… You tell yourself the same thing you say at the doctor : No need to worry. She’s seen quite a few.
So, pretty quickly there you are barely clothed in the dressing room.
And Crystal, weeeeeeelllll, she’s a model. Scantily clad ain’t nothin’ to her.

So there we were, Crystal Renn and me, exchanging notes on our outfits.

“Wow, that corset makes your breats look great!!!” she says to me.
I love “plus-sized” models.
“And what do you think of mine?”

She was wearing a skintight jumpsuit, all in black, just to die for. Around her neck was a sort of giant feather collar… So classy. Add on her silver mask and her whip, right in front of my eyes she turned into a living fantasy.

Eyes Wide Shut ? Check.

Ohhhh great. I’m not gonna look stupid in my trench.

IV – The party.

The only really good thing about being so late to a party is that you don’t have time to ask too many questions. I would have loved to just burst out crying on myself for a little half hour (no dress, no mask, flat hair) but right when I opened my mouth to sob, Scott stopped me :

“Uh oh, no time. It’s 10. Let’s go.”

Pfffff, not even allowed to complain. I had tied my hair up (no choice), closed my trench like a dress (no choice), and made up my eyes AND lipsticked my lips (even is you’re not supposed to do that at all).

Ah, I almost forgot. To complete the picture here, “the price of preparing for party of the century in the classiest way”, I have to tell you… We realized at about 9:59, right when we were totally ready to head out, that we were DYING OF HUNGER.

We had about 3 mins to find something to eat (Yeah, I have nothing at all in my fridge during fashion week.)

And here’s how we ended up dressed to the nines eating McDonalds on the floor (mountains of clothes everywhere around the apartment, what’s necessary to get ready for Carine’s masquerade ball).

V – The Party – but for real this time, not the pre-party with Mc Donald’s.

We get the rue de l’Université, into Karl Lagerfeld’s mythic apartment. It’s almost a mansion with a huge garden in the heart of Paris. Sublime. The ideal place for a masquerade.

Before you can enter the party, we are asked to do the photo call… It’s where you pose in front of a wall of photographs, like in Cannes, you know? It feels weird to me, I say no. Little by little, I am getting used to people recongnizing me on the street and it’s always very nice, but there are some things that I just don’t know how to do.

So now we’re making our way into the actual party. It’s beyond fantastic, I feel like in a movie. Everybody really played the game. The outfits are mesmerizing. Everyone has a mask on. You recognize them… sorta… and are never quite sure. Everyone gives you a big hug and then asks you “Who are you?” It right away gives a perfect lightness to the atmosphere.

We take a tour through the rooms.

In a dark little corner, in costume, I see Hedi Slimane and I get chills up my spine.
On the stairs, a strangely beautiful couple are heading up the steps, intertwined. She’s got a long dress on and he’s in a black suit… Both are masked and I can’t make out who they are until I see that the guy has a tattoo on his neck. “It’s Freja!!!” I whisper to Scott. She hears me and smacks the ground with her whip… and then sends me a huge smile.
In the garden, Alexander Wang’s gang is complete. He cracks everyone up with his disguise : no venetian mask, he’s wearing a… Ski mask. The kind you wear to rob banks.
Giovanna comes and sits next to me. She’s wearing studded Louboutin leggings that must weight 200 lbs. She gotta take some breaks. We have a cigarette (Cool French Girl attitude, right?) and then off she goes and off I follow.

We get back to the main room.

And there I see… a living sculpture. Hidden behind a spectacular feathered mask, weaved into a white dress with a giant train is Anna Dello Russo. She is amazing… But she can’t really move. So we make a circle of friendship around her. We bring her something to drink and make conversation….

And Crystal Renn finds me and gives me a big hug. I think this woman is an angel.

The party is everything I could imagine and more. The second I stepped foot in the house I completely forgot about my outfit. We danced, we drank, we gossiped and told secrets. It’s very subversive and very refined at the same time. And it’s soooo beautiful. I could have spent hours just watching people go by, beautiful and happy in their costumes. It gave me the feeling I was at one of those mythic parties where you see the photos and everyone says they don’t exist anymore.

It was the ideal party where every age mixed, where the temperature was always perfect, where the champagne was cold and never far, where you had enough space to dance, or find yourself alone in a comfy corner. Yes, it still exists. Like a dream. It’s rare, but it exists.

Eventually, it was time to leave. Once we got outside, no taxi in sight. Aaaaah, reality. Paris. It rains, it rains, it rains…

Oh I don’t care. I’ve got a trench on.

Bonne journée!

source: Garance Doré

- A x

October 06, 2010

havaianas X bassike


Aussie favourite havaianas, have collaborated with Sydney fashion label bassike, to give the iconic footwear a minimalist makeover. First seen backstage at Rosemount Australian Fashion Week, they will now be available to the public just in time for summer at $24.95.

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The Masquerade Ball by Garance Doré: Part I

I – You are not on the list !

So Garaaaaaaaaance! What are you gonna wear to Carine’s party? Anna asked me. Wait, Carine is having a par… wait, what? What party are you talking about? I dunno… I… I don’t think I was invited.

And that was the first time I heard about the masquerade ball celebrating Vogue’s 90th.

First time that I realized that this week would end in a crescendo of frustration. The dress code? Black tie. The host? Carine Roitfeld. The locale? Karl Lagerfeld’s Parisian apartment. The theme? Eyes Wide Shut. It was the only things on everyone’s lips.

Everybody was super excited :

> IRL : “Oh my god Garance, you’re not going to recognize me Thursday night. I’m going to be more incognito than the phantom of the opera.
> E-mail : “GARANCE!!! Do you think I’d be crazy if I made a stop over from New York to Paris for a quick two day stint just to go to Carine’s party?
> Telephone : “Shiiiiiiiiit Garance I don’t know what to wear!!! Everyone’s gonna be to the nines! Get over here and we’ll go shopping? Wait, what? You’re not invited? What’s this about?

After about a week of it, I didn’t even react anymore. I just had that sour feeling of being the only one not invited. Poor little Garance, the entire world has left her behind. Boooooo… And even after all that, you know, yeah, I kinda super wanted to go to Carine’s fancy ball.

The day before the party, the frenzy was palpable. People would share adresses of the stores that sell Venetian masks. Girls would be exchanging dresses by text message and everyone left the runway shows to go find the finishing touches to their outfits.

Except for the Balmain show, T minus three hours before the party. Just like magic, everyone was there. It was packed, electric, and in every corner of the room, only one subject : The masquerade ball. You could literally see on peoples’ faces who was invited and who wasn’t. I was commiserating with a friend of mine who was not on the list just like me when suddenly, Carine walks in, accompanied by Scott. And she looks like she’s in a state of shock.

“Why didn’t you call me? Someone just told me you weren’t invited. Of course you’re invited. It’s just been hell the past couple days. Imagine trying to keep track of a guest list 600 plus. What do you mean you’ve got nothing to wear? What do you mean it’s too last minute? C’mon, you’re coming! They’ll be giving out masks at the door. You’re coming!”

I took my seat at Balmain totally petrified. Julia, Carine’s daughter, turns to me and says, “So what’re you gonna wear?!”

II : So, what’re you gonna wear?!

Arg. I have no idea, Julia. Oh but I didn’t care and I wasn’t about to start whining. I was so excited! There was only two hours for me to find an outfit that everyone else had three months to get ready for, but I’d find one, oh yes I would. And if I didn’t, well, I’d go naked and bring a whip. It’s Vogue Paris, right? Carine? Not so much?

After Balmain, I met up with Scott at a café. Battle plan. He didn’t have a tux. They were all in New York. As for me, I didn’t have any dresses I could wear to level of party of the century. But I wasn’t about the get down. I’d find one. I’d find one.

We decided to make a quick run around Printemps, the Paris mutli-brand store. A half-hour, no more. We only had two hours before all the shops closed and we had to find… well…. everything. We had to find EVERYTHING.

I went zooming through the aisles. A YSL pant-suit? A Lanvin dress? A jumpsuit from Stella? Every time I thought of something, Scott made a face. I wanted to strangle him just a little. I was getting hysterical. But I trust him so there.

After 10 infuriuating tries, he cries out : I have an idea!!! What if I bought you a nice black trench at Burberry? And then you leave it open just right to show your legs and decolleté, then put on some amazing lingerie and super high heels… Whaddya think? It’s the ideal outfit for the Cool French Girl. And then all you have to do is be confident and be the Cool French Girl. You would even be able to smoke, ahah.

A trench coat and a pair of Lanvin heels later, I just needed to find my inner Cool French Girl, oh, and the amazing lingerie. I waved a symbolic goodbye to my bank account, and a literal goodbye to Scott would was off on a mission to find a pair of shoes. All alone, I made my way to the basement of Printemps.

Direction : Agent Provocateur.

I get to the little corner all pink and black. I see the two hostesses fussing over a rather pretty girl. And on her nose, a silver mask.

I cry out, “You’re going to the Vogue masquerade ball! I just know it!!!

She takes off her mask, gives me a big smile and says, “Yeah! You too?!”

Before I can even open my mouth to say yes, I let out a cry. Oh yes, this girl is pretty. Sublime even.

It’s Crystal Renn.

To Be Continued...

source: Garance Doré

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Last Days of Disco










Abbey Lee does disco in the November issue of Vogue Australia. Photographed by Nicole Bentley and Styled by Naomi Smith, Abbey channels her inner disco diva in true 70's glamazon style.

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