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What We Think About When We Think About Spring

This is our spring-planning inspiration of the day. Trovata! Shorts! Button-down tops! Not an ounce of rocket science!

Fashion Week Continues: Moschino Cheap and Chic

The buttons on that jacket on the left just look mis-buttoned to us. No? But: take-away lesson from Moschino Cheap + Chic: terrifying bright tights are here to torment us at least through next season.

Dilemma

We are often confounded—in general, but also in particular: What sort of coat is the right sort to wear with a tunic and skinny pants or leggings? Our head says cropped, to keep all the proportions [sort of] right, but we only like that look when the front's kept unbuttoned or zipped (to keep it clear that you're wearing a tunic over pants and not a skirt, which has for some reason always bothered us) or the whole thing is super narrow to avoid bulk. And then sometimes we think the jacket \ coat should be longer than the tunic. Or that it should only be a combo worn in warm weather, to avoid the jacket conundrum entirely.

Anyway. We could try to work this out for days, and we are not sure we would be any closer to the answer. But here are a few ideas, which we poached from Topshop's glorious LFW coverage. (Do be sure to watch the Unique fashion show. Love the belts!)

Fashion Week Continues: Michael Kors

This has got to have been the smile-iest show we've ever seen. We're sure they were all instructed to smile big, and then only half of them could do it, and the rest just sort of grimace. But we loooved this show. It makes us want to remake The Avengers, and dress Emma Peel in all of it. As above: so Avenger-y!

Below: grimace.

This may be our favorite look. The electric blue, which we have been so bleck about, just looks totally resolved, as they say in our art school. All the time.

The Armani Couture Show Online

Maybe we are being totally daft, but we don't remember being able to see online webcasts of the couture shows before. Are we losing our minds? It is 5:41 a.m. in San Francisco, and we did that thing where the alarm went off at 4:37 and were like, "Why are on earth would we do that?" before shutting it off and going back to sleep. And then realizing the SuperShuttle was due in eight minutes.

We remember we spent one very apparently motionless September doing nothing but watching that fashion channel on Time Warner cable, which played the Marc Jacobs show over and over and over, and that was sort of annoying but we enjoyed the fact that we knew the collection inside and out. (However far that knowledge got us. Er, not so far.) But then we moved, to cities with less extensive cable selections. We have not spent such a September since.

Anyway: Giorgio Armani's "Prive" couture show is online. We think that is fairly exciting. Not as exciting as finding a twenty-dollar bill on the street, but more exciting than finding a pot pie in the freezer. Most exciting for us: the headwear. We require a turban, stat! And yay, internet democracy!

Chanel Couture

What we love about couture is that it's like, fine, okay, that's couture, but from a distance it looks like an underfed high schooler from Jerry Springer who's sleeping with her brother and her mom's boyfriend. And just was like, "Leopard! Love it!"

What We Need Is An Alkaline

How excited is everyone for acid green?

Spring Trends Continued: The Exuberant Headband

It is time to consider the bedazzling of the hairband. No? All Sonia Rykiel, above. We feel like the monochromatic-ness, especially when applied to the exuberant headbands, is definitely a good thing. These could go horribly wrong.

It reminds us of our rabbit from Pop. It is the season of the excessive headwear!

Revenge Of The ’80s

These colors are making our head explode. Above, Christopher Kane, who evidently was a teenage girl in the 1980s, quite possibly in suburban New Jersey, for that is the only place on earth we have ever witnessed these colors. As children, they frightened us. As adults, ditto.

We have only seen these colors on the high street versus the mall, since we have been in Britain since December, when the shops were still full of winter coats nobody was buying. And we have, indeed, seen them in, say, Topshop, which is running with the whole "fluoro green" tights. Also in orange, yellow, pink and blue but not yet online. Topshop neon tights, $10

Also electric blue hoodie. Peached hooded sweatshirt, $32

Shopbop has an entire category devoted to Bright Ideas, which we are thinking is going to be fleshed out moving forward.

And more in the electric blue category: American Apparel's porn-meets-Flashdance-meets-nu rave legwarmers. Fair enough! Legwarmers, $14. Of course, also in fluorescent green!

See also: Background information and the Super Super. Seriously, if we see any SF kids running around in day glo with a pacifier and a teddy bear in their clammy hands, we will beat them.

Chanel, Ridiculous

This is the stupidest bag we've ever seen.

This is like the non-celebrity convincing everyone she was a celebrity, and then actually becoming a celebrity, on Celebrity Big Brother last year. Karl Lagerfeld must be like: "And now we taunt them with the Emperor Has No Clothes allusion." Tss.

We read that this was inspired by all the travel drama last August. As our luck would typically have it, we were traveling by plane quite a bit then, and did the whole get-on-the-plane-with-the-Ziploc-baggie thing, and we have to say, it made for one of the nicest flying experiences we've ever had. This ... misses the point.

Above, from the S\S 07 show. And below, the Chanel Naked Shopper

From Bag, Borrow or Steal, or your local Chanel boutique. But. Seriously.

Chanel Couture

And it's like, hmm, so that's what you're supposed to do with those bizarre Chanel couture denim knee-high ... leg warmer-boots. Says Elle, at least. Mm, if someone gave these to us as a present we'd be like, Can we turn these in for credit? Or a puppy? Ooh, we don't know, there's something very My Name Is Earl meets Marie Antoinette about them. Not that that makes any sense, either.

Rounding Out The Fashion Shows: Miu Miu

When the 105-pound model looks a little hippy, high-waisted jeans don't really need a much more explicit disclaimer, do they? Tss. Loved the rest of the Miu Miu show, but really: We'll take skinny jeans over high-waisted silk pants any day of the week. Bizarre. That there could be something worse than the former, we mean.

Oh, Prada

The shows are just about over, and we are going to cast our exceptionally influential (ha!) vote for our favorite show: ooh, Prada. We totally buy into the whole Miuccia Prada-worship thing, and we do not like to buy into things, unless they are shares in successful doughtnut companies. But: Prada. We'd drink the Kool-Aid, etc. In this case Diet Kool-Aid. Would be nice, we are thinking, to wear some pants with this.

See entire collection here.

The Model Has No Clothes

We are not re-running the photo here, because we think it's kind of cheap. And in any case, this is like every art student's fashion show idea: naked models! Ha ha ha! We get that Hussein Chalayan is avant garde, brilliant, genius, etc etc. Still: naked models. We feel like we've seen this before.

Balenciaga in Paris

Er, so it looks like the Cheetohs are out for spring, hmm?

See the entire Balenciaga show here.

Gold, Continued

Speaking of gold: This may be our favorite top \ tunic \ jacket ever. Quite Princess Amidala-y but ... sigh. Don't get the algae-mold boots but oh, that tunic.

See entire Chanel F\W 06 show here.

Rick Owens Embraces the Inner Suburbanite

This is so not Rick Owens, master of goth, right? Lemonade princess, etc. Except for the death-mask make-up and everything. And the black booties. Still: avant-garde lemonade stand. Love it.

See the whole collection thusly.

Biba, Biba, Biba

We want the entire Biba line. Is that too much to ask? On the bus, perhaps. Elsewhere: Oooh, these are the days we wish we were an investment banker. Not really. But you know.

See the full line in its Bella Freudian glory.

Our Late-Breaking (Emphasis on Late) Couture Review Continues: Christian Lacroix

We totally want this coat.

More likely: We will run out and go buy some extremely brightly colored tights.

Entire Christian Lacroix collection.

Our Late-Breaking (Emphasis on Late) Couture Review Continues: Valentino

This model is so, "If I flap my arms hard enough, I can fly!"

Valentino is probably our favorite couture designer. Not for, like the fashion-as-art thing, because John Galliano probably does that better, or the fashion-as-spectacular-commerce thing (see: Armani Prive), but because ... well, we don't know, we don't really aspire to wear any of this. We aspire to speak Italian, and one day finish the two-year struggle that has been reading Under the Volcano, or, indeed, to make it through the day without a Twix bar. We suppose what we mean is that if a suitcase of couture clothes somehow landed in our closet, we would be happiest if it were full of Valentino.

That is really beautiful. There is some near-sighted elderly French woman out there, all, "Fuck yeah, I did that."

Entire Valentino collection thusly.

Our Late-Breaking (Emphasis on Late) Couture Review Continues: Givenchy

This is all very Princess Amidala to us.

Love, and by "love" we mean "just utterly hate," the Hannibel Lecter masks.

>Complete Givenchy collection here.

Our Late-Breaking (Emphasis on Late) Couture Review Continues: Armani Prive

Probably it's the hat, but there's just something a little couture-stewardess about this for us.

We know this will sound bizarre, but this collection, more than any other fashion collection we have ever seen, made us aware of the gargantuan gulf between the global super-rich (who will buy this collection) and the rest of the world, inclusive of ourselves, and how we really have little but a wise and unbiased government to protect us from them and their greedy machinations. ("Them" being the super-rich.) Cory Booker, Newark may need you now, but we'll need you ourselves, soon enough. We dream of a brave and just political leader.

That was our little What's the frequency, Kenneth moment. Exeunt omnes.

The dresses really are quite spectacular.

>Entire Armani Prive collection here.

Our Late-Breaking (Emphasis on Late) Couture Review Continues: Chanel

Thigh-high denim faux-leggings = extremely terrifying.

And model Patricia Schmid is all, like, "I know!" [Foot stomp.] "It is crazy!"

The slightly alien-y part-defining pearls might be fun to try at home.

More fun, in any case, then the hillbilly-chic denim arm-leggings.

>Entire Chanel show here.

Couture, Couture, Couture: Christian Dior

Couture gives us a headache. We just are not smart enough to look at this dress and not think of (A) Marilyn Manson, (B) Revenge of the Sith, and (C) how we are never going to come up with a good Halloween costume, because we get all excited about and then we do nothing and [this is true] we think "How about we buy a tiara, and then stick a pork rind in it, and then we'll be the Pork Rind Princess!" [100% true.]

On the other hand, we have to love any designer who emerges on to the runway dressed up as a munchkin astronaut. That, friends, is fucking comedy.

Full coverage from the Christian Dior show.