The Rockstar’s Concubine: Gucci Fashion Show Fall 2008

Gucci fashion show at Milan Fashion Week Fall 2008
I’ve been a bit apathetic about some of the things put out by Frida Giannini in the past, but I’m quick to admit that the F/W ‘08 Gucci collection is everything I want to wear. I’m in love with not only the clothes, but the freshly fucked hair, the khol-rimmed, smoky eye — the smoldering sexiness of it all.
Last spring, Phillip Lim described his collection as a girl who has been traveling and constantly picking up things on the way. As much as I love Philip Lim, I didn’t get that connection in his Spring 2008 collection.
I got that vibe from Gucci.
The clothes reminded me of a fashionable girl who’s following her rockstar boyfriend from country to country, hopping on jets, swilling champagne and collecting more clothes as she goes. She snatches up black jeans stateside, riding boots in London, ethnic prints in Russia. When she arrives somewhere just in time for a fabulous party, she shakes an ethnic scarf from her stuffed baggage and fashions it into a dress that becomes all the rage, natch.
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