Showing posts with label Tomas Maier. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tomas Maier. Show all posts

Bottega Veneta Spring Summer 2012 Review

 Gorgeous
Spectac
Delicious
Questionable

Oh Tomas Maier. This guy. He just understands design. He produces really beautiful and sophisticated clothes. The first six models that walked weren’t white which was great. More diversity you fashion people! There was a purple dress in what appeared to be either cotton or washed silk. It had a leather placket with sporty press studs. Loving it. 
Not all of it worked. There were some questionable denim jeans and whip-stitched plastic overlays on dresses and tops. Some of the tribal interpretations were a bit meh, like the top that had little rough squares of coloured fabric hand stitched in a grid formation to the front. There were some cool caftan-like tops that looked like they’d just been poured over the models body then tucked into a pair of trousers. So overall it was tribal without the whole....


Like a rhinestone drawstring bag

What an absolutely stunning dress.

Tomas Maier is taking BV in a more edgy direction. It's not as provincial looking as it used to be.

Look at these fucking pants! Don't even try and tell me you're not finger-banging yourself right now

This will get the Wintour seal of approval. She wears a dickload of BV.


Bottega Veneta was relaxed and effortless. Everything was just so, I could do that when in reality the night class sewing course you took won’t get you further than making a drawstring bag with hot-glued rhinestones. Shockingly I’m not talking from personal experience but it’s no stretch of the imagination right?
I actually did do a night class sewing course prior to fashion school. It was once a week and duh I was the only guy. We all had to make a skirt from some fucking Butterick pattern or whatever.
It's business casual bitches

I sat next to a girl who I'm pretty sure was a Puerto Rican maid. She quit after a few weeks. She thought her fabric choice was ugly. She chose a dusty pink crepey fabric which was kinda nice compared to my red cotton drill for $2.99 a metre.
Anyway, I made this ugly super short skirt and on the last day one of the other students half jokingly/half seriously asked me if I was making it for myself. I held the skirt up to her and said "this wouldn't even fit me". It didn't really answer her question.


You know what this bag needs?