Launched less than a year ago, Leandra Medine’s The Man Repeller blog has already managed to catch the eye of some of the biggest names in fashion. All this week, Leandra will be blogging for Shopbop from NYFW.
Well, party people, it seems that’s a wrap. I am thoroughly going to miss reporting back to you here while we dissect new runway trends and relate them to animated characters, King Kong, other large unidentifiable animals, and creatures of outer space. Before we start shedding collective tears, though, I think it’s important we take one last look at some of the gems the end of New York Fashion Week offered. This season, even Hervé Léger sort of tailored his aesthetic to fit mine. (The operative phrase here is sort of.) So without further ado, I give you one last hurrah.
Are you seeing what I’m seeing? 3.1 Phillip Lim did the Muppets proud. Kermit always was my favorite frog, green my favorite color, and Phillip Lim my favorite man repeller. There’s nothing quite as gratifying as watching your favorite pastimes come together in a most sartorially eye-pleasing manner.
At Milly, I sat confused. The hues of bright red, orange, and pink topped the already NYFW-exhausted ’70s-inspired silhouettes, while I swooned for emerald green harem pants and an almost floor-length printed coat. I couldn’t come to a clear-cut conclusion. Were they repellers or propellers? Is there a man in the house? Would you sleep with these models?
Nanette Lepore jumped on the printed floor-length bandwagon too, showing a teal plaid double-breasted coat, and then, in the same hue, a sheer long-sleeve maxi dress with what looked like zebra-print wedges. There’s an untapped animal print begging for some play time! I couldn’t help but dub it: Little House on the Prairie gets a fashion week makeover.
In what was perhaps the largest shock to my system, Hervé Léger showed (gasp!) pants at their show, paired with a leather bondage blouse that screamed The Matrix in all the right ways. Could it be? Is Max Azria taking a step back from his usual influence by the male persuasion? And what does this mean for us?
In the most highly anticipated show of the entire New York Fashion Week, the Proenza Schouler boys put my print mixing capabilities to shame with their Tetris-inspired trouser pants and colorful knits. At the risk of sounding like an epic cheese ball, if loving Jack and Lazaro means a lifetime of lady boners and lady boners only…then so be it. It’s too bad they didn’t hand out their new rope bracelets after the show. Talk about a perfect fusion of fashion week and summer camp.
Tomorrow, we digitally travel to London, and while I may not be here, I will certainly be here. Thank you for listening to me this week. May your shoulder pads always extend far beyond your elbows.
The correlation makes sense. Think about it.
The Man Repeller