2 posts tagged “fashion”

I confess:  I am a fashion whore.  (There's a decent chance you've guessed that by now.)  But one aspect of fashion that I've always had a soft spot for is menswear.  Specifically: suiting.

I recently helped a friend realize that his suit wardrobe needed a bit of an update.  His suits, while very nice, weren't doing him many favors when it came to showing off his lithe body lines.  Simply put, he was wearing far too much fabric, and it was high time someone helped him see the light.  Enter, me.  Over the next few months, he went through his suits, taking some to the tailor for alterations and replacing others outright when tailoring wasn't going to help.  I can't say enough about how much his appearance has improved since opting for a more closely fitted suit...evidence enough should be in his newly proclaimed status as The Pied Piper of Pussy (as crass as that is).

I've been noticing more and more men (but still only a small handful) on the downtown streets of my city (certainly *not* a fashion capitol of the world) wearing closer fitted suits.  And I've been thrilled.

So imagine my excitement when I was browsing through my RSS feeds this morning and I came across this article extolling the virtues of the slim suit.  I was nearly giddy, I tell you.  The more narrowly cut shoulder, slightly raised wrist line (to see the gorgeous cufflinks you had very well better be sporting), the peek of sock (again, make them bold...think color, think pattern, think argyle!), the close lines skimming the surface of the body.  It's enough to make a girl's toes curl.

I know it's a few weeks after the fact, and I don't know how in the world I let it slip past me, but... Have you seen Galliano's Christian Dior Spring 2007 Couture collection?  In a word:  OhMyGawd.

I don't know how he manages to completely blow me away season after season, but he does.  I feel like I'm still recovering from his Spring 2006 Dior Couture show--the dark moody, almost gothy, post-industrial thing he had going on then was scorchingly hot.

And now he's shown another flash of the kind of almost theatrical, costume-y brilliance that in recent years only he has been able to carry off with aplomb.  If he weren't such a strange little troll himself, I'd have to worship him a little.