Like the August 2010 cover, a light blue sky was the back drop but that’s where the similarity ends. Vogue Paris enlisted the help of regular cover model Lara Stone to help recover from the catastrophe that was the June/July issue, and just what do we think? Well, despite the overkill of the plane, I like it. I like it a lot. A good start! I think the image would have worked better as part of an editorial, but it’s a good image providing the sexiness associated with the magazine. The emerald ring is one step too far but hey, I’ll let that slide.
The Beauté section opens with ‘Art Nouveau’ featuring beauty products and looks from this season’s fashion shows. Bold eye-liner, dark lipstick and matching nail varnish and bags, this is not a section to be missed. Bien sûr, I’ve spotted a few products I need to get.
It was all going so well for Vogue Paris until I turned to page 97, only to see Anna Selezneva cavorting around in the ‘Bijoux’ section. Like her Bijoux feature in the May issue, it’s uninspiring and as I’m coming to realise with Emmanuelle’s Vogue, repetitive. It’s basically a pretty woman wearing precious stones. It could be a marketing brochure and no, that’s not a compliment. It’s worth noting that she looks good in red. I don’t want to be a complete downer.
Madame Saglio redeems herself from the blahness of the Bijoux section with flirty monochrome editorial ‘Maitress Attitude’ which just screams “Parisienne”, though that Louis Vuitton bag is misplaced (and tacky). The simplicity of this feature works well.
She may roll, literally, with the world’s creepiest photographer and have a vile smoking habit but there is no doubt that Jen Brill has an amazing wardrobe (and is freakin’ gorgeous!), so thank heavens Vogue Paris noticed her for the ‘Une Fille Un Style’ section. Glossy brown hair and those trademark red nails are even more alluring on the pages of Vogue Paris.
Géraldine Saglio is all over this issue and as we turn to her ‘Miss Vogue’ section, yet another 8 pages of bad taste and a stylist team who forgot to call a hairdresser.
‘Escale À L.A.’ is the editorial you’ve seen everywhere featuring Lara Stone, Freja Beha Erichsen, Natasha Poly, Arizona Muse, Isabeli Fontana and Raquel Zimmerman, and photographed by Inez and Vinoodh. So big names there, right? If that’s the case, why is it so boring and repetitive?I expected Lara and Isabeli to lead but it is, without a doubt, Freja who looks nicest. Of course, Vogue Paris’ Emmanuelle has styled her in the same way she always does – edgy, rock chick – stick to what you know. Not ground-breaking stuff, but she looks nice. Her images are sharp, sexy and I particularly like the black and white images. Lara is, of course, sexy and with flesh on display. Yawn. There is however one image of Lara (as styled by Melanie Ward) which is complete and utter Carine Roitfeld (below). Considering the wealth of designers, why Melanie chose to keep Lara in the simplest pair of Christian Louboutin heels for the most part, is baffling. Budget cuts!? Though it is Raquel I feel bad for: she’s running around LA with the worst possible perm. Shame. What I don’t get though, is that why the focus is on the scene and models, but not the clothes, particularly in an issue named “Fashion Special”?
I cannot understand the obsession French magazines have with American locations. I seriously don’t understand. As a reader, if I want to follow L.A. Or NYC style, I’ll buy an American magazine. This whole Americana business (in France) is starting to annoy me and this issue is no exception. I cannot relate to Hollywood and that knived-up, drug-fuelled lifestyle of cut-off shorts with Uggs and people so deeply entrenched in the lives of celebrities. I don’t get it. It’s like when Vanity Fair puts Lindsay Lohan on the cover; are they mocking the reader or maybe the joke is on Lindsay? I don’t know but I wish they’d stop. This idolisation of what I see as an irrelevant and wasteful lifestyle is unnecessary and insulting to me as a reader. Paris is the most amazing city and France as a whole, an amazing country. The last issue focused on Greece, this issue on America, what next? Russia or China? Oh, how I will lose the plot should that happen! Clearly I need to separate my political views from my fashion musings…
Yves Saint Laurent’s very own artistic make-up director, Lloyd Simmons, takes us through four looks associated with the couture line. So creative and pretty.
I recall watching Oprah many years ago when she interviewed Will Smith. They spoke about his life as a husband and father. He commented about mourning the life you had as a couple without children helps you to enjoy the life as a family. It made me think about Vogue Paris because the reality is that it will never be what it was. The driving force – Madame Roitfeld – behind the Vogue Paris I read and collected has moved on and the magazine is in new hands now. It is what it is. I either get with it or I get out. I have 4 more issues to receive as part of my subscription and then I’m done.
In other news, Vogue Paris’ Fashion Night is set for 8th September 2011 – put it in your diaries people!