Forgive me for being so late on the post action, but FW is sucking the life out of me and so are several other personal endeavors. That being said, while I know you all love to ogle the SI models, it’s time for the ladies who read this blog (ie everyone except for Dad, Boyfriend, and Brother) to get some eye candy. Last week I went to everyone’s favorite FW men’s event, CFDA and GQ’s Best New Menswear Designers in America 2010. GQ throws a great party, and this is pretty much the only event by men’s for men’s. Everyone gets to catch up, air-kiss, and watch models sweat their faces off on podiums under 100° lights in layered outfits fit for… a really fierce Arctic excursion.
The award was created to launch men’s rising stars and I think it’s important to help emerging designers get recognized and funded. But I’m sad to say these designs all look the same to me. There is no standout star and all the works being showcased are monotonous iterations of ideas thoroughly explored by the lumberjack hipsters of the world. I can appreciate some of the details — cozy shawl-collared sweaters, amazing carry-alls, and great functional boots — but really: who dresses like this? I have a rule. If Dad (classic) wouldn’t wear it, if Brother (fashion scavenger) wouldn’t wear it, if Boyfriend (avant-garde) wouldn’t wear it, and if The Boss (contemporary.. not that Boss) wouldn’t wear it – newsflash – no one should be wearing it. By now you may know that Billy Reid took the $50,000 prize, but with a permanent orientally-carpeted shop already ensconced in Bloomingdale’s, will it really make a difference? Below, some high/low lights of the awards.
Fairisle cardigan, pecs not included: You can’t really blame the models here; after all, they are just following orders. But this is a perfect example of what no man would ever wear. Props to Parker H. for holding it together so well; his nipples are definitely chafing, cuz lambswool is itchy as hell. The Caulfield Preparatory collection features plenty of chunky knits, tartans, brushed flannels, meltons, thermals, and wide-wale cords, all popular fabrics as menswear moves towards a layering and mixing of patterns and textures. I can get on board with the idea but I fail to see the appeal of overt schoolboy details and varsity letters. Caulfield Prep, you think you’re too cool for school… but you aren’t.
A coat I would like to cuddle up to: I think Unis’ Eunice Lee really nailed it with this moleskin double-breasted short peacoat. This coat epitomizes Fall 2010: functional but playful, modern, and above all well-designed. It’s a versatile piece that can be worn with any number of looks, although I do like what she has paired it with here (minus the neckerchief). I love Unis pants and the prices are not outrageous, so I’m thrilled to see she is getting support to take a more aggressive approach with her collection business. Girls in my office and my buyers will recognize our favorite showroom model, Ryan, cracking a smile despite his serious layers.
Ralph Lauren Redux: Above right are some looks from winner Billy Reid. I’m feeling the Newsies vibe (after typing that I have spent the last 20 minutes watching Newsies clips on YouTube… memories) but there is nothing sexy or interesting about these clothes. If you are wearing these and you are a non-model… your name is J. Douglas Perry and you are teaching me Literary Theory.
Shoes for thought: Boyfriend really liked these and I have to agree. Even though all the shoes are the same I am OK with it. I can dig an L.L. Bean boot or these Frye boots which my buddy Brett at Stylevolver recommends. I can also dig a nice Slip-On. Both are functional and not fussy. The desert boots are great and every man should own a pair; they are understated, go with pretty much everything, and it’s the best boot you can buy for $100. My mother and I have been trying to convince my younger brother to get a pair for the last two years; I thought we were making progress until he texted me last night to tell me he just “discovered” Gola shoes and Rock and Republic jeans. God help us. Why do the young folks insist on thinking Jersey Shore is cool? All the apathy and sarcasm of our generation has backfired in earnest with this bunch. In any case, I think I better go to sleep now. Peter Hidalgo tomorrow and I am SO EXCITED!










