in case you were wondering . . . fur is back.

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everywhere.

big time.

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and,

like cigarettes and self-destructive over-indulgence,

fashion will embrace it every time.

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which is not a judgement call,

just a fact.

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coming from a man who has lived through chicago winters,

and owns several furs himself,

drives a vintage v12,

eats red meat,

and still loves his pit bulls,

his liberal ways,

and his men.

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contradiction rocks.

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INSPIRED : extremes -

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this time,

offered with little commentary,

but full endorsement.

(please ask away for sources)

(but just absorb, first.)

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and remember:

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INSPIRED : "gris means gray" -

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reed and calvin, fur and marled.

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louboutin does men's.

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mundane meets romantic.

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the turmoil of being rich and gorgeous.

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the perfect, perfect, portfolio.

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at jil,

couture technique meets felted wool meets volume.

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how kevin mancuso saw winter in manhattan.

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entrances i'd like to make.

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remember what i said about nails?

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the pierre hardy "manhattan".

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a long lusted after reed krakoff,

that alas,

does not come in my size.

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GALLIANO'S GRACE : fashion loves it's devils, ignores it's demons, and elevates it's fallen -

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model, muse, or maestro,

fashion's greatest personalities

are tragically it's most tormented,

it's most coddled,

and it's most, 

when push comes to shove,

pitied.

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it has driven countless talents to self-destruct

(mcqueen, galliano, decarnin),

to isolate themselves

(guiness, blow),

or to inflate themselves

(evangelista, campbell)

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this is a cycle.

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and no,

it makes little sense

to the outsider.

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you can only hope that the younger talent in this industry

(lim/hernandez/mccullough/altuzzara)

rise above.

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or that the industry

intervenes earlier

and cleans up it's own

tragedies in waiting.

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the loss is getting to be monumental.

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