Review: Vogue Paris May 2011
When I heard the rumours of Kate featuring in Emmanuelle’s second issue of Vogue, I knew I’d like it. Once I’d actually seen the cover, I knew it was going to be better than the previous issue but let’s be honest, pretty much anything would be. What I didn’t know or expect was that this issue of Vogue would be added to my all time favourite issues. Even down to the advertising (very matchy-matchy), everything is top-notch and well, the Vogue Paris I know and love. Part of me actually wonders if Carine snuck into the editing room to add a few touches because her style is all over May’s issue, which I’m sure Emmanuelle will take as a compliment – pretty sure she reads my blog! I jest, of course.
The Beauté section is right on the money: Spring is rapidly turning in summer and people, pale legs are not cute unless of course your name is Dita. Anybody who has tried a fake tan and ended up with patchy spots or orange tones, (Victoria Beckham, are you reading?) Faux Soleil is for you. With the eternally-nude Eniko featuring, we’re receiving tips on everything from bronzing powder to spray tans. How cool is the spray-tan pic? Love! A must-read! Also, it’s so nice to see Patrick Demarchelier back in Vogue Paris – he beautifully photographs Natasha Poly for Vapeurs d’enfance.
Casino is a Véronique Didry styled editorial in the Bijoux section and features the seductive Anna Selezneva dazzling in Harry Winston, De Beers and Van Cleef & Arpels to name but a few. Can you imagine the security needed? Those 22ct diamond and platinum earrings (pic 2) should be mine. Not fair.
The only somewhat odd (for this time of year) aspect to this issue is that whilst it’s bold and colourful, there’s an awful lot of black used. Now, as my wardrobe will certify, black is my colour, so imagine my delight at Véronique’s Soir d’été full of black sweetheart dresses fit for a summer cocktail party, the stunning Bottega Veneta clutch I covet and of course, the perfect pair of Jimmy Choo heels to rock the night away. Finally, gone are the shabby jeans and tree-hugger ensembles from the previous issue and the understated glamour we’ve come to expect from Vogue Paris is back. Woohoo!
Alexander McQueen: a name which conjures up fairytale images, an extraordinary talent and a tragic life. I don’t know enough about Alexander to comment on his death, or even his short life and to do so would, in my opinion, be disrespectful. L’ombre de Lee sees Simon Liberati briefly discuss Alexander’s life and his exhibition at The Met*. If you’re in New York, this is a get-your-booty-there-now type of event.
I don’t think you necessarily have to be taller than average to wear ‘le smoking’ but I strongly believe you have to be slim bordering on skinny to look amazing in this YSL-style suit. What do you think? Géraldine Saglio styles fun and youthful Smoking editorial in the Miss Vogue section and includes some reasonably priced pieces from Nicole Farhi, Paul & Joe and er…American Apparel. It’s a cute editorial so I’m going to let the latter brand slide just this once.
And here we are, at the editorial I’ve been waiting forever to see: Kate Moss kills it in Haute Couture as Emmanuelle reminds us that although she is now rédactrice en chef, she hasn’t lost her badass styling skills despite last month’s debacle of an issue. Kate and her glorious breasts (yes, I really wrote that!) pose in an eclectic array of couture from Gaultier Paris to Zuhair Murad to Julian Fournier. Emmanuelle gives a major shout out to the only tights a woman should wear: Wolford. Christian Louboutin heels are worn throughout. Kate is back in Vogue Paris = all is right with the world.
Continuing the theme of superstar photographers and supermodels, Freja stars in Diva, a Melanie Ward styled/Inez van Lamsweerde & Vinoodh Matadin photographed rocker type piece with Daria rocking the mic but unfortunately leaving her hairbrush at home. Not to my taste. Inez van Lamsweerde & Vinoodh Matadin add even more their portfolio with a black & white nightmare (sorry, not for me again) starring Malgosia Bela. It has the masculine edge which one often associates with Emmanuelle, who also styled this editorial but the thing I don’t get is why Malgosia has her lipstick painted on like the Joker. Not a good look ladies. Not a good look at all.
From an orange silk Pucci gown to high-rise Yves Saint Laurent heels to a Tom Ford smoking (and killer bustier) to the Lanvin dress every fashionista wants. Pleine Lune is pretty much full of every item of clothing I feel I need. I have nowhere to wear such ball gowns but believe me, that won’t stop me from dreaming. With nude make-up and simply style hair, Anastasia Barbieri’s Pleine Lune identifies the importance of luxury in modern fashion and Mikael Jansson’s photographic skills are hard at work here. This looks very familiar though I can’t put my finger on it… Can you?
Also worth checking out are Implusion Fluo and a very interesting article about the Paris-based, Iran-born actress Golshifteh Farahani.
So there you have it, my better-late-than-never review of this month’s Vogue. Go pick-up a copy, Emmanuelle has done her readers proud!
*The exhibition runs from 4th May to 31st July.