This is shocking and super scary. I received this news alert from Women’s Wear Daily last night during dinner.
In other Balenciaga news, noticeably absent from Thursday’s front row was French Vogue editor in chief Carine Roitfeld and her team. They were barred from the show. “We’re blacklisted,” Roitfeld said with a shrug at Nina Ricci later in the day. “It’s too bad, it’s a beautiful house and it’s French. I hope that it’s not forever.” She noted Balenciaga no longer advertises in the magazine or lends it clothes, but stopped short of giving any reason for the rift. “Ask them,” she offered. A Balenciaga spokesman declined comment.
It’s no secret that the House of Balenciaga, which is owned by Gucci Group/PPR, is super conservative
when it comes to their show but to blacklist Carine Roitfeld (who wore Balenciaga in last year’s CNN feature as above) and her Vogue Paris team means something serious happened behind closed doors.
Anna Wintour Flexes Her Muscle While Carine Roitfeld Plays Second Fiddle in Her Own Turf
On January 25, Anna Wintour, Carine Roitfeld and the French Industry Minister, Christian Estrosi, had a meeting to discuss the future of French fashion and what the French government can do to help the (struggling) fashion industry.
Oh how I laughed when I first saw these images. This is what happens if you put Bill Clinton, Monica Lewinsky and Hilary Clinton together. Look at their body language… and look how Carine graciously distanced herself from Anna and Christian.
A brilliant display of power (Anna) and sportsmanship (Carine) right there!
Dramalamama, aye caramba Anna Carinnenana. Doesn’t it look like a scene out of a movie? You know, a man, his wife and a mistress? I’ll let you decide who’s the apple and who’s the orange but lady number one looks immaculate in her well-fitted suit,
her luxurious chinchilla fur collar and of course, her impeccable
coiffure — not a hair out of sight. Meanwhile, lady number two is one sexy, hot cougarlicious mess: striking zebra
coat, ferocious trademark raccoon eyes and matching brothel hair.
Upon further thought (yes, I know it doesn’t happen very often but unfortunately for me and you, I *do* like to exercise my brain from time to time to burn calories), I realized these photos represent a very bittersweet state of affairs. I could only imagine how intense, and to a certain extent, how embarrassing, it must have been to Carine that Mama Wintour is taking proactive measures — in her own turf.
Vogue Paris Collections Issue 9 – Spring/Summer 2010
The highly-influential French Vogue is renowned for their groundbreaking and superb, high-voltage, totally high fashion covers but this eyesore, my dearest friends, has got to be the WORST Vogue Paris Collections cover I've seen ever. I can't believe Carine signed approval on THIS mess.
I finally made it. I'm here at the epicenter of fashion.
It's very cold and I wish I didn't leave the pets my furs at home. Oh well.
Tomorrow I'm gonna pick up my mail. I'm excited to see what invites I get. So far I have Bruno Pieters, Chloe and Louis Vuitton in the bag, Gareth Pugh's afterparty tomorrow and Juergen Teller's book signing early next week.
To all of you guys, my cell phone number here in Paris is: +33 6 9907 3849.
Allow me to indulge in a moment of self-delusion and let me believe my own hype. Hahaha just kidding. I know this is wishful thinking but have you seen this editorial on Vogue Paris' September issue? Hello BB.
And who else but my favourite model of ALL time. Holy moly it's Natasha Poly!
I dunno about you but anything with Natasha in it is 104% pure fashin dedicasheen.
You have to give mad props to Raquel Zimmermann for werqing the leopard suit, the fur coat and those Isabel Marant boots right in the middle of hot and sticky Parisian summer in front of the Pompidou last week.