Posts Tagged ‘Bottega Veneta’
Non followers of Hip-Hop may be surprised to know Erykah Badu is widely credited with transforming Andre 3000′s – and to a lesser extent, Common’s – style. On the basis of this Complex cover shoot, you could say that Kelis is doing the same for Nas.
In the cover shoot – which was reminiscent of Lupe Fiasco’s first album – Nas dons Bottega Veneta, Prada and Marc Jacobs for a sportswear inspired shoot. The only top grade rapper left to jump upon the fashion bandwagon now is Jay-Z, who wears stylish clothes but refuses to slim down in any of his clothing – giving him the look of Tony Soprano rather than a fashion forward gentleman. I suspect that’s what he was going for.
You can probably tell from this poor man’s expression that when I approached him to take a picture he thought I was taking the piss, but his highly shined loafers caught my eye like a silver spoon to a magpie. Added kudos goes to his pressed cords and Fred Perry bomber, it’s a mod(-ish purists!) look without the museum-y feel.
There is so much style to wade through after show season that we’re all wasting our free-time on style.com. While looking at the detail shots of the site’s Bottega Veneta coverage, I spotted this interesting neck detail on a few of the models. There is the embarrassing chance that a few of the models simply weren’t able to put on a tie (forgive the bitchiness but you know the type) however if that were the case I would still be praising the DIY fashion brilliance.
The collection itself was aimed to provide a male uniform and the collection was very straight-laced, but this detail added a great edge. I think this may be something I try out myself as it completely elevates the look. Safety pin ties- what a brilliant idea and unexpected cause of sartorial envy.
It seems that Tomas Maier at Bottega Veneta is sticking to his trusted formula for Autumn-Winter 2008. The casual wear is nowt to write home about but the formal wear is enough to bring covetous tears to my eyes.
Shoulder peaks again reach for the heavens, lapels are wide and the trousers hang in expensive pleats. Although it’s not the most directional label – Maier is neither a trend-setter nor a trend-follower – the whole thing is so accomplished, it can’t help to instil in the wearer the quiet confidence of someone who knows he’s hot shit, but doesn’t have to crow about it.