It's great vintage doesn't survive forever, because then it becomes antique. What a jewel this is.
via Fabulous Fanny's, on 9th street, between 1st and 2nd avenues.
First off, Cazals, of which most are from the '80s. A little over the top, requires some sinking in. Some have this really tasty Egyptian feel to them, like those with the cloisonne decorations or swan arms. They exude old-lady chic. Haven't you ever seen those old ladies who looked so chic, in their scarves, and little coats, you could almost picture how they used to dance? The blue fade lens are so seductive. See how his designs change between each series. Yum. Savor just how beautiful "CAZAL" is etched out on the lens too.
via Vintage Sunglasses Next, featuring the Moscot Lemtosh,
loved by Johnny Depp,
as well as other famous men,
for years. Check them out and try them on at the site. You may like em, and it's your choice as to whether you want to purchase a pair or two online, but to love em you have to drop by the store. Don't miss the time-worn, lemon yellow sign with the big, bold black letters "SOL MOSCOT" on them. It is situated a wee bit east of the West Village.
Philip Crangi, the jewellery designer wears them too.
The same goes for the bracelets on a wrist or a necklace on a neck. Something there, previously gone unnoticed, is made more visible.
His jewellery is deliciously simple and blacksmithy.They are edgy without being too distressed or punk-ish, and created with tender care in his NYC studio. All by himself. Riveting.
The leather on the bracelet turns darker with time. There is a dusty pink version of this, which I wish would stay pristine though it'd be fun to see it turn brown... I'm half euch and half ooh with that.
The rings and bracelets can be engraved, and a consumer certainly appreciates when his or her jewellery is customizable, because it is a personal object to be worn all day, or even for days at a time. The store, called The Crangi Family Project, which is located in the Meatpacking District, is a rather quaint place. Look, HARD, for where it is. It has tin roofing. Just next to Pastis. I really love the hooks, nuts, and bent railroad spikes, echoing how banal is cool.
Of course, it is the hot thing to do reissues and collaborations nowadays. When is it never?
Cazal x Dita
Moscot x Common Projects
Philip Crangi x Giles and Brother
If you are interested, do look them up.
A great place to wear any of these is in David Hockney's A Bigger Splash, 1967.
In a suit.
Tailored or bathing.
If you are bored, view his new exhibition in the Andre Emmerich Gallery in Chelsea. All the values are of roughly the same value, of equal saturation, but further in the back, it gets gradually less busy and further away. Hence you can really imagine yourself walking into this wonky landscape. His mindscape, perhaps.
Hawthorne Blossom, Woldgate No. 4, 2009It is funny how microcosms interact to form a bigger one. NYC is a huge cultural melting pot, and this cannot be emphasized more. My locale influences me, but I have a greater need to influence it.
Style always evolves, but something always stays the same; it would be too contrived to describe it, because it is a feeling best kept to yourself. If in a collection the designer's voice is lost to a change, there is something wrong. Hypocrites can't trick people. That's why the word "hypocrite" exists. Don't listen to what that high horse lover, or the oratory pathologist has to say. You know what suits you best. I personally enjoy having a Me complex, but only in the comforts of a silent black room with a hanging lightbulb in my head. Respect that you have your own too. "I think, therefore I am" needs no broadcasting, but introspect and understanding.
The greatest mistake and stroke of genius are ironically and concurrently present in a designer's pastiche. Blatant copying sucks more than keeping a mind of your own.
-Miss C.
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