Thursday, July 24, 2008

Back to Black: The fashion standby colors fragrance packaging.

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When Bulgari released its unisex scent, Black, created by perfumer Annick Menardo, in 1998, it was a huge departure from the Italian jewelry house then known more for its conservative-if geometric- elegance than for its edginess. The ultra-urban scent, with its traces of black tea, tobacco, and burnt rubber, was housed in a ground-breaking puck-shaped bottle sheathed in black rubber. A decade later, Bulgari has cornered the market on modern baubles, and is this August will be releasing Bulgari Jasmin Noir, its latest fragrance, created by Carlos Benaïm and Sophie Labbé pivoting on black licorice and a new varietal of Black Jasmine for a darker twist on the traditional floral. The restrained luxury of the broad-shouldered black bottle with gold hardware, a welcome respite from the gimmicky Omnia perfume interlocking-circle design, signals a return to the classic shape of Bulgari’s other women’s fragrances. It also announces a renewed sophistication for Bulgari, its unexpected mystery conveyed by the opaqueness of ebony satin glass.
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Indeed, Bulgari is positioned at the forefront of the black perfume/packaging trend that has swept 2008. The prestigious FiFi UK packaging award for 2008 was won, for the men’s perfume category, by Canali Black Diamond, a multi-faceted fragrance containing the rare ingredient Black Leather Accord. As in the case of Bulgari’s Jasmin Noir packaging, it’s the color that makes the statement, as the bottle shape is the same as that of all of Canali’s colognes. Rendered in opaque, almost tangibly thick black, uninterrupted by a logo or label, which is discreetly stamped on the rim of the silver cap, the bottle references an inkwell. http://s7v1.scene7.com/is/image/Harrods/1458788?$productDetailMain$

Ink is definitely a trend, as evidenced by Lalique Encre Noire (Black Ink), created by nose Nathalie Lorson. With its simple square black crystal bottle and squared-off wooden stopper, the packaging at first glance is far more simplistic than Canali’s curved and faceted creation, but here the play is on the materials: the dark glass is discreetly opalescent, evocative of Lalique’s elaborate crystal creations despite the restrained geometry of the form, an appropriate vessel for the darkness of the notes of licorice intriguingly paired with the obscure addition of the rare essence of the grapefruit scented roots of an Iranian grass. The material richness of the unexpected veined wood stopper echoes the sensuous warmth of the exotic-masculine spice of Bourbon and spicy Haitian vetiver and cypress notes of the jus. This is an intellectual fragrance, and the bottle reflects that.
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This is not Lalique’s first black perfume bottle creation. In 2006, Tom Ford collaborated with the crystal company to create the piece maîtresse of his Black Orchid collection, a fluted pure black Art-Deco phial with a 23-carat gold name plaque. Each piece was signed and numbered. Within his decision to collaborate with Lalique, trendsetter Ford heralded the end of minimalism in perfumes and their packaging. Ford announced, “The Lalique heritage, tradition, craftsmanship and legacy of iconic fragrance bottles made the decision an easy one (…) In the 1990s, it would have been a transparent bottle with minimalist packaging, transparent juice and a minimalist scent. But we have become so dermatological in our approach to beauty that I wanted to put some glamour back into beauty.”
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If Ford, as well as Lalique’s creative team, are well aware of the fragrance/packaging symbiosis, Armani Atttitude, by noses Annick Menardo, who incidentally worked on Bulgari Black, Alberto Morillas, and Olivier Cresp, presents a disconnect between bottle and olfactory experience. Though Attitude’s distinctive bottle, designed by Fabien Baron, won the Fragrance Foundation's FiFi Awards for Men’s Prestige Best Packaging, 2008, its black and silver “Zippo lighter” design confuses. Attitude presents a Calabria lemon-coffee-amber aroma with not a trace of smokiness, so it would seem that this bottle, despite reflecting designer Giorgio Armani’s love of a modernized art Deco aesthetic, with its complex motif of symmetrical, infinitely repeating reflective geometric planes, has no connection to what’s inside it. New York-based packaging expert Marc Rosen explains that Attitude’s container addresses men’s need to “identify with the packaging of their products as they would with a wristwatch or a car. It is a defining item.”
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If smoking paraphernalia-inspired packaging is popular with men, it will come as no surprise that another big winner of the design awards comes via the world of luxury libations. L’oeuvre Noire by Kilian, a set of six fragrances from Kilian Hennessy, of Cognac fame, is the Cosmetic & Personal Care Packaging Editor’s Choice 2008 winner for perfume packaging. Each refillable black bottle is a technological masterpiece. Four-part molds were used to prevent visible joint marks, which are brilliantly hidden at the edges of the bottle’s walls. As refillable bottles should last a lifetime, the engraved metal plate adorning the front was affixed using special ultraviolet glue for durability. The bottle comes nestled in a black lacquer box complete with lock and key, reminiscent of something the Marquis de Sade or the fictional Marquise de Merteuil would have used to store letter-writing materials. Fittingly, two of the unisex scents are named Cruel Intentions and Les Liaisons Dangereuses. Created by perfumers Sidonie Lancesseur and Calice Becker, these rich, complex, and heady scents are as intoxicating as Hennessy’s namesake cognac. With such qualities, a bottle will surely not be enough, hence the extremely luxurious refilling fountain: a black-varnish lacquered barrel with a spigot bearing the same key motif as the box.

Pushing design ever further is the limited edition bottle for YSL l’Homme, designed by French architect Jean Nouvel, the 2008 laureate of the prestigious Pritzker Architecture Prize. The upturned test-tube shaped bottle is perched on a hexagonal block of dense black foam, and the topsy-turvy theme is perpetuated as the base doubles as the atomiser. The YSL “Cassandre” logo floats within the bottle, giving it a uniquely dynamic and playful dimension that is at odds with the dark stability of the base and the scientific overtones of the test-tube. According to the company, the perfume expresses “a unique combination of luxury and industry.” Indeed the black base is shaped like an industrial bolt and grounds the design.

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But black may soon be on its way out, in favor of colorful and “narcotic” perfumes, taking heady scents to a new level. The forerunner in this will be Boudicca Wode, the highly anticipated perfume-fashion event by avant-garde designing team Boudicca. Geza Schoen, the infamous “nose” behind underground line Escentric Molecules, based Wode on the smell of raw opium and included poisonous hemlock extract, to evoke the hemlock-quaffing death of Boudicca’s namesake queen. Wode is a violently cobalt ink that will alarmingly stain clothing and skin, but gradually disappear after application. Insiders claim that the bottle will be a plain silver spray can, but its exact look is being jealously guarded before its imminent Fashion Week preview, in anticipation of a September launch. Boudicca co-designer Brian Kirkby, a graduate of London's Royal College of Art, says, "It will not follow the conventional route of a fragrance. And anyway it would be a huge cliché for us to do a fragrance as we all know it's a well-trodden path. We see it more as art."

The Sixth Element


Brussels may have been voted “most boring town in Europe,” but with the Eurostar zooming in from London, a staggering concentration of fashion stars in Antwerp, and Hollywood films set in Bruges, Belgium is having a moment. Already seen the infamously over-exposed Manneken Pis and Unesco-listed belfries? Enter Genk, ex-coal mining town and Maastricht neighbor, recently voted the friendliest city in Europe by the SEA Tourist Commission. Genk’s newest hotel, CARBON Hotel, opens at the end of April.
It’s a member of the high-concept Design Hotels group, so it comes as no surprise that Carbon Hotel boasts a hyper-modern environment light years away from Genk’s industrial past. Rooms are unified by a (carbon?!) neutral color scheme and an “elemental” theme: (earthy) woods and fabrics, (airy) spaces, and glass- walled bathrooms (yep, water). A first-floor terrace garden with a striking black tent-covered terrace provides green views and outside chill space.
CARBON Sense, the 608 square meter in-house spa and bathhouse, offers a suitably vast choice of massages and facial treatments, as well as two types of saunas, an authentic Turkish hammam, and a personal wellness coach.
The hotel’s restaurant will feature an open kitchen, small plates of regional food and 16 wines by the glass, dispensed using the (airless!) Enomatic system. The restaurant’s name, of course, is Carbon Taste. That’s probably a Belgian joke.

Neo-Bordeaux: France’s wine capital goes bling-tastic without forgetting its roots



Bordeaux was bourgeois, now say bonjour to bling bling: maximalist decorator to the stars (and the Sultan of Brunei) Jacques Garcia has overhauled the former Grand Hotel de Bordeaux, recently re-opened as the Regent Bordeaux. The historic palace’s twenty-two suites, festooned in swags of royal blue, red, and gold Garcia-designed fabrics, may be the ultimate embodiment of ostentatious 19th-century style Français. Even the marble in the bathrooms has names like Brun Emperador and Rouge Napoléon. Regent Hotels’ first French property couldn’t have a more central location: it’s just across from the Grand Théatre, in the epicenter of the Triangle d’Or, Bordeaux’ haute shopping mecca. Even so, shopaholics need not leave the building: Fashion Avenue, the Regent’s in-house shopping arcade, is stocked with glam rocks by jewelers including Chopard and Boucheron and the latest from flash-fashion labels like Cavalli and Gucci. Prefer noshing to shopping? Brasserie L'Europe has a décor reminiscent of legendary Garcia-designed Parisian lunch spot Hotel Costes, with – it is Bordeaux, after all- a much better wine list. Follow with a decadent evening at the hotel’s nightclub, the Black Diamond, and you’ll be ripe for hotel spa Les Bains de Léa, with its bespoke treatments and products targeting overindulgence-induced puffiness.

Yearning for a taste of the Bordeaux region’s more traditional past? In September, Trek Travel will offer active oenophiles a bike tour with unprecedented VIP access to the Saint Emilion Harvest Festival, which dates back to medieval times. Pedaling through the storied vineyards of Saint Emilion, Pomerol, and Médoc is just enough sport to justify vinotherapy pit stops at the Sources de Caudalie and Michelin-starred meal breaks at Chateau Cordeillan-Bages. Cyclists will rehydrate regularly with unique wine tasting experiences including vertical flights and single-vineyard vintages. And then there’s the chance to make history: three members of the inaugural trip will become lifetime oeno-ambassadors through induction into Saint Emilion’s ancient society of wine judges, the Jurade.

Thursday, July 3, 2008

Pardon his French: Gordon Ramsay at the Petit Trianon in Versailles

http://pictures.directnews.co.uk/liveimages/Gordon+Ramsay_1008_18100309_0_0_8101_300.jpgIt’s convenient that Gordon Ramsay is opening a new eatery called Plane Food at Heathrow Airport this month, because he’s about to become a frequent flyer to France.

The F-word abusing F-Word and Hell’s Kitchen star plans to make his soon-to-open Gordon Ramsay at Trianon, located in the luxurious Trianon Palace Hotel and Spa in Versailles, a Michelin 3-star restaurant.

Ramsay, who suffered some undisclosed trauma when training in Paris in his youth, describes this project as a revenge of sorts on the French. In a fit of “culinary patriotism,” Ramsay will be literally bringing English food to France, introducing the French to delicacies such as “our f****** mussels and oysters from beds in South Ireland.” Tell that to French President Nicolas Sarkozy, who raised eyebrows recently when he announced that he wants French cuisine to be listed as a World Heritage item by Unesco.http://www.chateauversailles.fr/images/petittrianon-Z.jpg

The opening of Ramsay’s latest project has been delayed to the end of March, but he is busier than ever: in addition to restaurants in London, Dubai, Tokyo, New York, and Dublin, he’s recently opened Maze in Prague. Good thing he has help, or he could, like former Trianon babe Marie Antoinette, lose his head. While the celebrity chef globe-trots, his Versailles restaurant will be manned by head (no pun intended) chef Simone Zanoni, who has survived worked with Ramsay for 10 years.

Gordon Ramsay at Trianon will probably be booked solid in its first months. Funnily enough, however, there are still job openings. But if you can’t take the heat, get out of the f***ing kitchen.

Monday, June 16, 2008

June Gloom

While the rest of the country is cavorting in cute summer clothes, we here in Northern California have just entered our infamous "winter" season. Those cute little frocks I was dreaming about wearing will have to wait 'til September, and in the meantime finding something to wear is no easy task. I have pre-ordered this multitasking Tinc (www.tincwear.com) zip-up sweater in black cashmere by local designer Savannnah Knoop that can be worn a thousand different ways, but it won't be in 'til august. O, the desperation! Uncomprehendingly, local "chain" shops do not seem to stock very many sweaters, and the small boutiques smart enough to offer cashmere are hawking it at something approaching the price of gold, knowing we are desperate and will pay anything for a bit of warmth. Since we are reaching deep into our pockets anyway, why not go straight to Fall 2008 ready-to-wear and couture, some of which is available already on net-a-porter and eluxury? I recommend black since it's back in a big way, and you'll get more wear for the buck out of it.

Balmain showed the perfect tuxedo jacket, animal-print trousers optional. It would look so chic tossed over a summer dress. It would even be adorable with a tank top, jeans, and statement jewelry.Dolce & Gabbana topped a huge number of their fall looks with Astrakhan long vests or jackets. The one below is shorter and more manageable than the majority, and so warm and fluffy that maybe you can overlook the karmic consequences of wearing something made entirely of fetal lambs. Gucci jumped on the Fair Isle bandwagon and produced this adorable wool vest that cuts all the black with a hand-crafted design for that desirable "Kate Moss at a summer music festival in England" look we're not over yet. Combine with unseasonable boots (one of the perks of living in SF), clashing prairie dress, and stringy hair. The most important issue to keep in mind when doing the whole winter-coat in the (supposed) summer look is to keep it short and relatively casual (but no parkas or rigid trench coats), so it looks like it was thrown on as an afterthought, i.e. it totally doesn't need to match your outfit. Doo.Ri's wool flare-sleeve topper achieves this really well, because it is unstructured yet elegant. There, problem solved. Now we can move on to thinking about what to pack for trips to Sonoma and Napa, where we can warm our chilled selves.

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Jewel Of the Seine

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You’ve heard of boutique hotels- now, with the impending launch of the MS Jewel Imperial Blue, the world’s first all-suite river cruise ship, get ready for “boutique luxury” cruising. In this case, “boutique” means a capacity of only 80 guests and a quite civilized 2:1 guest to crew ratio, so really it’s more like yachting than boarding a cruise ship. And as for luxury, well, guests can expect to be spoiled on their journey up the Seine River from Paris to Rouen, home to the famous cathedral, passing by Versailles and Giverny in addition to the de rigueur charming villages and splendid chateaux.


In terms of activities and entertainment, no shuffleboard contests and lounge singers here: instead, Jewel’s luxury partners provide guests with access to exclusive and decadent “lifestyle experiences” such as private tours of the Louvre and the Opera Bastille, a cooking class with a Michelin 3-star chef, helicopter rides over vineyards in the Champagne region, vintage wine tasting, and scenic drives in classic cabriolets. Mealtimes on the MS Jewel Imperial Blue will feature open seating in multiple onboard restaurants, with a wine bar and cigar lounge as the après-dinner amusement of choice.

As for the aforementioned luxury suites on board, they range from 215 to 473 square feet, massive by river cruise standards. Cabin fever seems unlikely under these conditions, but should it arise, a soothing massage at the MS Jewel Imperial Blue’s onboard wellness spa should be just the thing.

Seven and ten day voyages will run from August to November 2008.

Saturday, May 10, 2008

Milan- Paris- New York- Spitalfields? Dispatch from East London: Swatch Alternative Fashion Week

Once the epitome of dodgy, the East End of London has become a hotspot for up-and-coming fashion talent. At the forefront is Alternative Arts, a non-profit organization based in E1, which organizes the Swatch Alternative Fashion Week each April. Situated in super-trendy Old Spitalfields Market, the event been gaining momentum since its inception in 2001 to become one of the more important events on the fashion circuit. London Fashion Week is too expensive a proposition for many designers, so the opportunity Alternative Fashion Week offers to put on a free, high-visibility show can jump start a career. University College lecturer Jennifer Hughes says, "This kind of exposure is fantastic. Alternative Fashion Week provides an opportunity for truly innovative designers to present their work directly to the press, the public and fashion industry." Maggie Pinhorn, the organizer of the refreshingly democratic event, where admission is free, front row seats are shared by top editors and plebes, and there is not a VIP section in sight, says, “We are not in fashion. We are an arts organization. (…) Fashion is an exciting and original art form.” But all of this democracy and opportunity is a two-sided blade: out of the hundreds of applicants, there are a few brilliant designers whose work is deservedly cast into the spotlight. And then there are those who would have invested more effort into showing their collections had they actually invested their own funds. Below, we examine good, the bad, and the ugly, the talented and the mediocre, and those who really put the “alternative” in Alternative Fashion Week.

Kelly Ashworth: A recent graduate from the University of Northhampton, Ashworth jumped on the “green” bandwagon with her all-white collection consisting of repurposed vintage linen. Making something fresh out of old embroidered tea towels and sheets is no easy proposition, but Ashworth succeeds in creating garments that are equal parts old-fashioned and modern. Her lacy pinafores, mutton sleeve blouses, and flouncy skirts worthy of Degas’ little ballerinas are chock-a-block of details like ruching, mutton sleeves, and peter pan collars, but, styled with utter simplicity and worn with soft court shoes, they seem to meld a very English sensibility with Belgian-style minimalism.

Hasan Hejazi: This Muslim designer from Manchester claims to be inspired by Madonna, but it doesn’t really show. One can see some early Tom Ford influences in Hejazi’s colorful feathery coats and black and red color scheme. A play on contrasting volume and texture, with slick PVC teamed with soft feathers and flowing silk, ends up creating a Russian doll effect. This designer has a lot of fashion confidence and is definitely one to watch.

Amy Hostler: Hostler claims to be “inspired by the rag time era,” so the fact that she sent her models down the catwalk in primary-color clown-at-a-nightclub outfits topped with weird red bubbly hats and had them pose like mimes is a bit confusing. The worst thing is, some of the dresses- sans extras- might actually have been deemed wearable were it not for the distractingly ridiculous styling and accessories.

Cooltan Arts: When we saw the models for the show, we were optimistic, because they were definitely “alternative”: ranging from an Amazon with blazing pink hair and womanly curves, to a completely “average” woman (which looks totally weird on a runway of course), to a lovely lady who looked like she might be the designer’s grandmother. The actual collection was a big disappointment and an example of a designer not pushing herself as hard as she could. Boring Kimonos looked like they were bought on Portobello Road, given a few pokes with a needle and thread, belted, and sent down the runway. The pink-haired model’s look was a long turquoise kimono that depended too much on styling to give it any interest, paired with a fuschia fan that matched her hair and obscured the details (if any) of the garment. But if the designer was going for a Manga look, she fell woefully short. Gwen Stefani does it way better. The granny model came out looking like she was wearing a shapeless bathrobe, and when the designer emerged to take her bow, she clutched the best looking accessory in the show: her child.

Shakella ljaz: Her wittily named Court 2 Court collection was one of the most innovatively styled yet wearable at Alternative Fashion Week. Playing on the layering of tailored and sport clothing, the looks included super-sophisticated and elegant monochrome hoodies, pinstripes paired with jersey, and slim-cut grey trousers worn with white shirts layered over a white hoodie, suspenders, and a necktie that were evocative of both depression era chic and urban athletic dandies. Some of the women’s hoods seemed to reference both sports and Ijaz’s Pakistani heritage. The only gripe is that most of the trousers could have been more interesting.

Adil Iqbal: Influenced by the Kalash tribe in Northern Pakistan, who must be pretty snappy dressers, the young designer showed a surprisingly large and cohesive collection. Many of the pieces would be perfect for a autumn or winter cocktail party, so we’re guessing that Iqbal got a good reaction from buyers. Gray, metallics, black, and burgundy ruled the color scheme. Some looks were a bit boring, but many had interesting construction or details to steer them away from the too-classic. The cutaway jackets and coats were particularly successful.

Aaron Ray Dowie: This geometry-lover explained his inspiration rather obtusely, claiming he created clothes that had “foreshortened tailoring with a sinister edge.” All we know is that he showed the best menswear at Alternative Fashion Week. The looks were sharp, directional, cohesive, and showed beautiful attention to detail. Great touches such as origami-like cummerbunds and intricately decorative jacket linings paired well with asymmetrical jacket lapels and geometric neckties.

Imanni da Silva: All we can say is, why? Why? Why? A drag queen on parade float at Carnaval would feel that these clothes are over the top tacky. Even the most desperately attention-seeking extrovert would be hard-pressed to desire any of the neon-colored plumed and bedazzled meringue-like confections on display at this show.

Nicola Cox: “Inspired by the ageing woman”, this collection combines noble sentiment with scary execution. It speaks of a knitting circle gone horribly wrong. Shapeless draped knits held together with long tied scarves in tones of moss, grey, and purple were accessorized with large knitting bags and hideous crochet-covered booties. In our opinion, the designer could have used the time wasted on “embellishing” the booties towards actually working on correctly constructing the garments.


Mia Nisbet: This all gray collection composed of supershort and sheer layered outfits is aimed at a younger woman, and offers nothing transcendent but nothing terribly hideous either. The whole collection could go straight to a TopShop store and nobody would notice. The designer claims she was inspired by recycling, and that her clothes were for “today’s urban pixies.” Which must be why we feel like we’ve seen it before and everything is terribly tiny.

JK Designs: Jane Dennerly and Kay Haskins’ use of recycled materials is admirably environmentally friendly, but when the transformation is so incomplete and yawn-worthy, it leaves us thinking the stuff might have been better off in a landfill. A so-called gender-bending man’s skirt is ridiculous: it combines an attempted recreation of the newspaper print that Galliano did better years ago with a shape that might have been new when Gaultier came up with it. On closer inspection, the skirt looks to be pieced together out of old shirts and pinstriped boxer shorts with words printed on. The guy model is topless, which is the easy way out. The public would at least have wanted to see how one could realistically accessorize this skirt. The next look comprises of a flowered apron over run-of-the-mill jeans and a white T, accessorized with sunglasses. Maybe we have no imagination or vision, but to us this says “housewife at a barbeque” more than “alternative fashion.” Then come a hideous vintage-looking dress which I suspect is not even altered from when they bought it at the flea market, a “night club siren gone wrong” look with a black vest and mohair miniskirt, and an un-shocking “androgynous” girl in jeans and a white vest. It’s a bit boring, and it totally doesn’t go together. These supposedly re-purposed clothes represent a very sophomoric effort, if effort there was.




Jessica Odoi: Influenced by 18th-century court clothes, this menswear designer sent men out on the runway in Purple brocade Ziggy stardust suits, gorgeous vests, elegant white scarves, and a dramatic gold brocade coat. It was all very the Little Prince meets lawn jockey, running of the bulls, and Ridicule, but in the best possible way. The models curtsied at the end of the runway and walked carefully to showcase the eccentric volumes of the garments, which emphasized the hips. It’s what all women have been waiting for with bated breath: finally there is a clothing line that will make men want to whine, “does my ass look fat in this?”


Robert Miller: His collection was called “Pretty Pervy” and that pretty much sums it up. This is definitely one of the designers who read the “alternative” bit to mean “alternative lifestyle.” But compared to Kaori Matsubara, whose latex-intensive collection was too conventionally fetishistic, with an all-latex geisha complete with apparent ass-crack and a ridiculous “gimp” in head-to-toe silver latex and ball-and-chain prop, Miller’s collection was humorous and innovative. The first look is best described as alien PVC bondage-Smurf. There were also a few gas mask wearing insect-like creatures with incredibly inflated hips that would drive anyone with a bee or ladybug fetish wild. There was also a Goth alien and an anemone gone wild that would make Nemo blush. The shapes, volumes, and color choices are absolutely out of this world, and leaves us thinking that if Miller would only expand his range of materials, his work would be even more interesting.

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Zumba!

Workout trends come and go, and it's easy to see why. Treadmills are tedious, as is Spinning- seriously, how is that for never getting anywhere with your workout? PowerPlates are a pain and expensive besides. Strip aerobics is downright embarrassing, even for non-uptight types. And even Bikram Yoga and Masala Bhangra are not so hot anymore. Enter the latest workout to hit your gym: Zumba.



It's not only the actual moves, which seem more like a fun Latin dance party than an actual workout- let's admit it, it's pretty much all about the clothes. The official Zumba website, http://www.zumba.com, has some pretty cute outfits on it, including these cargos, which are loose in a flattering way and have that cute touch of orange. They are super similar to a pair of Nike Dance capris I spotted the other day, which come in Black and turquoise, as well as olive with purple. The Nike ones also have a coordinating little jacket that is absolutely adorable, and perfect for that gym-to-lunch thing.

My theory is that Zumba clothes should be comfortable, but also colorful to match the Latin grooves. There are a few Brazilian companies that have super sexy workout wear that is absolutely perfect in that respect. Case in point, these adorable Mikka pants by Bia Brazil. Sure, they're bright, but the fabric is super-stretchy and flattering so don't worry about getting noticed. For more modest types who adhere to the "loose pants make me look skinnier" theory, there are these capris by Puma that fit the bill. Just make sure to wear a tight, colorful top with them or you will not be following the tenets of Zumba! May I suggest this Title Nine Tank, super bright and sunny yellow, with a cute detail in back?
But of course, I would pair the tank with these surprisingly funky workout trousers by Victoria's Secret.








For teenybopper types or for those who merely have teenybopper figures, these only-flattering-on-skinny-girls but oh-so-cute Onitsuga Tiger pants are great. For those who think that just because they are somewhat loose, you don't have to be stick thin, may I refer you to those infamous photos of (thin but not skinny enough) Mischa Barton in pink workout pants?


Maybe after a few months of Zumba!

Thursday, April 24, 2008

Country Life

I've been in rural Virginian horse country for over seven days now, so I can tell you firsthand there's nothing like a week in the country to open one's eyes to a whole new set of fashion possibilities and requirements. As usual, I was glad I'd overpacked, because my urban staples- the black uniform, acid brights, goddess drapes, standby cocktail gear, all of it looked hopelessly inappropriate. Too staid, not fresh enough for the bucolic setting. Which is not to say that one must resort to Nelly Olson gingham dresses or tablecloth-esque checkers. Enter this season's tongue-in-chic country ensembles. Florals and prints are just exaggerated enough to pop, shapes and materials are new. Wish I'd packed the items below. As it happened, I lived in my fitted denim jacket and Purple Liberty-print fringed scarf.
Roberto Cavalli took watered-down Liberty prints and transferred them to silk chiffon. On the hanger, this shape looks a little mumsy, but try it with bright turquoise panties underneath for a daring look that'll give the local cows palpitations. For more toned-down occasions, such as lunch at the Keswick Club, may we suggest a flesh-toned bodystocking or your trusty Spanx?
Cherry prints? Overdone. Black cherry anything? Cloying. But when the cherries on the print are literally black silhouettes, well, it takes the classic right into acceptable country garb for hipsters. Jill Stuart created this adorable sundress this season. Try it with red platform sandals for dinner in pseudo-urban Charlottesville and stand out from the UVA sorority girls who are mysteriously all dressing in black halter tops and jeans this season.
Red gingham micro-shorts are totally Dukes of Hazzard, but these sequined red-checked beauties by Philosophy di Alberta Feretti are dressy enough for even the most formal barbecue. Be sure to wear them with a loose, modest peasant top and chunky heels to keep the look on the appropriate side of racy.
Sundresses in general are a country staple, but when one lives in the city, it's sometimes difficult to summon the required ingenue attitude. This sundress by cool Spanish label Hoss Intropia is perfect country seersucker that will not look out of place with even the super-preppy Garden Week crowd at Somerset, but the red embroidery work lets your urban self shine through.
What to wear for cool country nights? Cashmere seems contrived, leather is out, stiff jackets are a no go. Chloe has come up with the perfect hand-knit topper: with its irregular stitching and soft dove grey color, it could pass as a hand-me-down, but its sleek length and soft texture makes it unquestionably designer for those in the know. And in terms of packing light, it's a real treasure. It goes perfectly with all the looks above, and when it comes time to decamp back to your urban playground, it'll also keep you toasty on the plane.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Rainbow Brite





With the new Terminal 5 opening at Heathrow, all eyes are on prolific Brit architect Sir Richard Rogers. The fashion-obsessed among of, of course, are almost more interested in the man's unique personal style: he is rarely seen without his signature punchy bright colors. And indeed, liberal shots of rainbow hues were all over the runway for Spring/Summer.

Being more of a gray-on-gray kind of girl who was super happy this winter to learn that it is now OK to "tone down" navy blue with black, news of this latest trend was enough to induce night sweats. But I've found a solution in bright accessories. Budget-friendly Nine West has done a fantastic job this season with strappy snakeskin-effect sandals, bangles, and glorious seventies-luxe oversized fold-over clutches.




For the luxury hounds among us who are more literal in their rainbow-chasing, Fendi offers an amazing technicolor dream-bag that costs the proverbial pot of gold, though the trend may be as ephemeral as its inspiration.
















A more permanent investment might be Hermes' fabulous Clipper Chrono Diver in iconic orange. It's gorgeous, and would provide a surprise flash of color in an otherwise neutral outfit, or a daringly clashing counterpoint for other vivid tones.

And remember, if it all gets a bit intimidating for you, as Diana Vreeland famously decreed, “Pink is the navy blue of India.”

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Nec plus Ultra: Dover Street Market, 17-18 Dover Street, Mayfair, London

Rei Kawakubo, the visionary creative powerhouse behind the label Comme des Garcons, is the co-founder, with her husband Adrian Joffe, of Dover Street Market, which opened its doors to the fashion cognoscenti in 2004. The six-story emporium is located in London’s elegant Mayfair district. Nevertheless, Dover Street feels a bit “off the beaten path” relative to the retail epicenter that is Old Bond Street. In fact, there are more art galleries than boutiques within several blocks of the store, and DSM is not in direct proximity to any terminally chic hotels or restaurants. One can eat quite well in-house, though, at chef Rose Carrarini’s Rose Bakery.

Kawakubo is notoriously camera-shy and intellectual, with interests in architecture, design, furniture, and graphics, and this influences the feel of Dover Street Market. It’s conceptual, edgy and raw, like a guerilla pop-up store, with a galvanized metal hut and portakabins as fitting rooms. “I am interested in the aesthetic of things that have been thrown away,” says Kawakubo. “The trend for people taking new materials and making a luxury box lacks soul.” Kawakubo says, “I want to create a kind of market where various creators from various fields gather together and encounter each other in an ongoing atmosphere of beautiful chaos; the mixing up and coming together of different kindred souls who all share a strong personal vision.” Most of the displays in DSM were created by theater and film set designers and are “curated” by couturiers, a striking collaboration. Twice a year, in an event known as “Tachiagari,” which marks the beginning of each fashion season, designers join the store in reconfiguring the building, giving Dover Street Market an ever-shifting edge.

DSM is not merely about fashion, and it doesn’t read as trendy. It is like a distillate of raw creative potential, where, according to Kawakubo, “fashion becomes fascinating.” It’s avant-garde Japanese mixed with the best of Belgian deconstruction, interspersed with relics from a Victorian cabinet of curiosities: large beetles, delicate bat skeletons, aboriginal masks, and taxidermied peacocks. It’s graffiti and tradition, it’s pieces by lesser-knowns, new designers, and intellectuals: flowing skirts by Veronique Branquinho, ruffled dresses by Christopher Kane, classic spectacles by Cutler and Gross, minimalist separates by Zero Maria Cornejo, and of course every possible Comme des Garcons collection, from CDG for Speedo spandex bathing suits to CDG men’s and women’s ready-to-wear, leather goods, accessories, and perfumes.

DSM’s offerings have a subtle charm. You either “get it” or you don’t. But even if Dover Street Market has mastered the too grungy-cool-for-thou vibe that both impresses and intimidates mere mortal shoppers, this is not grunge for the masses. As a blogger on Art MoCo writes, “where else can you spend 40 quid on a t-shirt from a vending machine?”

Temple of gotta-have-it-ness: Colette, 213 rue Saint-Honoré, Paris

Paris’ Colette store, which launched the very concept of the “concept store,” is a required pilgrimage for the fashion-obsessed. Ideal for post-prandial shopping, with its own Water Bar brasserie or the Hotel Costes and its clubby restaurant just up the street, Colette is located in the middle of the couture epicenter Rue Saint Honoré. Other local storefronts boast instantly recognizable logos, but Colette is too cool for a sign. Still, constant crowds pack the glossy white space, checking out the latest gothic cuff by Chrome Hearts or ogling pricey gadgets such as a solid gold Vertu phone or a Swarovski-crystal USB flash drive, and leafing through Colette’s selection of über-cool magazines and books or listening to Colette’s cult compilation music CDs.

Founded by the mother-daughter team of Colette Roussaux and Sarah Lerfel, Colette has already been around for a decade, but remains the undisputed hangout of choice for the Paris Fashion Week crowd. While Roussaux is slightly more reclusive, Lerfel, the daughter, who does all of the buying for the store, is becoming a fashion icon in her own right with her front-row attendance at all the shows and her gamine looks. She chooses clothes as though they were destined for a fashion shoot, and these extraordinary and covetable pieces are displayed in a spare, gallery-like manner. Lerfel says, "for us, Colette means nothing. It's about the designers we represent."
It’s no wonder that designers love Colette, and supply the shop with choice limited editions. A recent example: the Yves Saint Laurent metallic leather letter-shaped clutch addressed to the famous maison de couture with 213 rue Saint-Honoré as its return address. Only ten were made, and they sold out within seconds.

Colette represents the glossy side of fashion: it’s Repetto leopard-print flats, it’s Lacoste polos in exclusive colors, it’s Jimmy Choo and Rodarte, Burberry, Chloë Sevigny for Opening Ceremony, Lanvin, luxury sneakers, fig-scented candles and Kiehls beauty products and colorful gadgets and candy, mixed in with just enough new talent to give it the necessary edge. This dizzying array of goods paradoxically remains cohesive because each item in Colette has such a vivid aura of desirability.
Colette’s service is impressive, with a dedicated concierge who will even load your iPod for you, a personal shopper, a makeup artist, free tailoring, and delivery to anywhere in Paris. They even have a wedding registry that some view as a bit bourgeois.
But lest we think Colette is getting too conventional, consider the latest expo held in its dedicated gallery during the Autumn/Winter 2008-2009 collections: Swiss artist Comenius Roethlisberger's exhibition of luxury-brand logos (think Chanel, Versace, and Dior) executed in a mixture of cocaine and powdered sugar, the quintessence of Paris Fashion Week.

Gabe Cothes, Salt House: High Spirits

When we arrive at Salt House to meet bartender Gabe Cothes, he is not behind the bar, but sitting on a barstool, sampling new creations for the menu. At present he’s tasting something akin to a Dark and Stormy, but with light rum. It’s also got ginger syrup, soda, and course citrus. “You gotta have citrus,” says Cothes, who is a firm believer in a perfect balance between liquor and food ingredients, as well as respecting the place and role of different spirits: “They’re called ‘spirits’ for a reason, and you have to know what each one does.”

Gabe has tended bar since ’95, when he was at San Francisco’s South of Market institution The Fly Trap in the dot com boom days, which he calls “a dark period for SOMA.” Why? Cothes loves his neighborhood, and hated seeing “the same guy in the same periwinkle shirt times a thousand pouring out of office buildings at 5:00.” He says he has worked “up and down the Second Street corridor for the past 10 years,” and insists that, no matter how high the office buildings get around Salt House, it’s still a neighborhood place. As if on cue, an upstairs neighbor, Brian, a jovial attorney, comes in for a quick drink and a laugh. Hearing Gabe evoke the neighborhood, Brian riffs on the State Farm insurance jingle: “Like a good neighbor, Gabriel is there!” and disappears back up to his office, presumably to return soon.

For Gabe, the best part about bartending is experiencing a hodge-podge of people. He laughs as he compares the bar to a “trough- maybe you don’t wanna use that word, but I think it’s true!” He means all different “species” congregate at the bar- “the maintenance guy is sitting next to a high-powered lawyer who is sitting next to a knucklehead.” Gabe goes on to trot out, rapid-fire, some other bar analogies: “It’s like a poker game, you get a new hand every 40 minutes,” or “It’s like speed dating, with liquor.” It’s obvious how much Gabe enjoys the atmosphere of Salt House, where he has been working since their first Friday. “The energy these Town Hall guys create is addictive,” he admits. “Because it’s high-energy, but also high-end.”

Gabe has good things to say about all the people he works with and has worked with in the past, and his camaraderie with the other guys behind the bar- Ruari, who he mysteriously describes as adept at “Nascar bartending,” and Stephan, “the quirky one,” is obvious. “We’re not 6’3 chiseled dorks, we’re real people.” Gabe is thrilled about the industry he is in. “It’s a business better than entertainment, in fact it’s the business in SF. I have more fun on my break than most people have in a whole weekend!”

So is he a mixologist? No way. “That mixologist stuff is just to cover up how much fun we’re having out there.” Yet when he talks about a recipe he developed last night using Pimms, brandy-soaked cherries, orange juice, and bitters, describing exactly how you must crush the ingredients, and give them one last stir, “one last kick, to bring up the ingredients,” he sure sounds like a mixologist.
“Well, if you don’t know how to make a drink, you’re not drinking enough! I’m not a scientist, I’m a bartender, at the bar, knowing how to serve and taking care of guests. Never trust a bartender who’s not chuckling and ruddy-faced!”
Gabe is at Salt House Tuesday through Friday nights.

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Sunday, February 17, 2008

Agent Provocateur: Bill Cahan

“There is nothing cool about me,” says Bill Cahan, totally deadpan. “I’m the Antichrist of cool.” He might be believable were he not sitting in the very cool conference room of his very cool office, surrounded by his cool projects, showing an achingly cool three-minute video that bombards one with over 500 images of his firm’s creation, with the Killer’s Mr. Brightside blasting as a soundtrack.

“I have an ironically safe personal life,” insists the creative guru, founder of Cahan Associates, the legendary SF-based design company that has garnered an unprecedented number of awards for its work. “My New Year’s resolution was to have no fear and to do things that make me uncomfortable,” says Cahan, allowing that in his professional life, that is already a given. Controversy, making people nervous, and flirting with the tension between appropriateness and self-expression is his creative modus operandi.

Cahan & Associates, according to its founder, is the embodiment of “smart contrarian thinking.” The company rose to prominence creating fresh and exciting annual reports, a previously “boring” form, specializing in design-resistant industries. Bill found himself inspired by the dissonance between the mundane environment present in these companies, which are nevertheless quietly revolutionary, as they are changing the way business is done. But, as he is quick to add, he doesn’t do annual reports anymore. For one, due to Enron-style affairs, innovative reports were seen as adding to the disingenuous nature of what certain companies were doing. Besides, Cahan is a novelty seeker, and his company was ready to move on to different things. “We’re basically a 23-year old startup,” he says proudly. The challenge at this point lies in building new businesses and agencies within the company while dealing with the sheer volume of new projects.

It sounds like this New York boy, who started out as an architect and never studied graphic design, has been hugely successful in his career conversion from 3D to 2D. But Cahan stresses that he is much less motivated by potential success than by the fact that each new job is an opportunity to fail. In his wallet is a crumpled Julian Schnabel quote about working without a script: “If you can't surprise yourself, how do you expect to surprise anyone else?" On Cahan Associate’s latest project, an advertising campaign for accessories giant Aldo, the photographer was basically shooting what Bill describes as “unchoreographed chaos” in order to try to depict pure joy through “authentic moments in time”. The client was stressing out, asking Cahan, “what’s going to happen?” “I’m not sure,” was Cahan’s gleeful reply.

Cahan seems to get a kick out of things that don’t exactly work out as planned. In fact, the company’s current website does not feature any of their work, just a simple caption that reads “Seeking Greatness” and a short video featuring a shaky close-up of Bill talking about the company at a brainstorming session, saying things like “We’re not going to talk about branding today, we’re not gonna talk about strategy, we’re not gonna talk about our process, our people, our great clients, we’re not going to talk about anything. You know why? Because it’s boring.” Reaction to the video has been virulent, spawning YouTube spoofs and blog rants about Cahan’s arrogance and pretentiousness. “Yes, it’s got that Andy Kauffman annoyance factor to it,” smiles Bill, who is not arrogant but concedes that he might come across that way, even if “I’m confident about some things, not about others.” But he doesn’t mind because making people uncomfortable is a good thing. And he certainly hasn’t bothered to take the film off the website.

Cahan Associates’ book, I am Almost Always Hungry, which came out in 1999 but still feels new, attempts to illustrate a small fraction of the devouring creative passion that goes into each of the company’s projects. Though Bill is constantly finding inspiration, it is not quite so obvious as coming across a classic painting and having a “wow” moment. Rather, for him, inspiration lies in the tension between intent and execution. Cahan cites some of Ed Ruscha’s paintings, with the friction between a staid Helvetica font, for example, and the statements or exclamations they are making. Cahan describes the best art show he has ever seen: an expo in LA featuring works by autistic and schitzophrenic artists. He describes the “impossible color combinations” and brilliance, which reminds him of a painting class he attended, in which the instructor attempted to “challenge your core belief system” by giving assignments like “what would you paint if you were insane?”

Cahan says he is “cynical” about design today. There is an overload of design, and especially a lot of copying. “The world is over designed,” says Cahan, who cites London as an example of a city he has a love-hate relationship with because, in becoming over-designed, it is beginning to lose its “rawness and unpredictability.” Cahan mentions that he travels a lot to overcome boredom- does he find other cities more inspiring? “Inspiration is in moments, it doesn’t matter where you are,” he says. He also stresses that, in the case of his company, he is just a small part of the creative process. Though he is the “catalyst and provocateur,” much inspiration also comes from collaboration with his creative team. Here too, it seems there are few constants and few rules. “We are competitive yet collaborative, we share well here. We have no rules. Maybe we could use a few,” laughs Cahan. “We work together because on any given day there is no guarantee that one person will nail something, we need to push to the next level.” Then again, he worries that sharing too nicely can sometimes bring out the “lowest common denominator.”

Cahan Associate’s success means that Cahan has the luxury of being able to actively seek out a balance in the projects they accept. Companies they work with need to represent certain core values, which is one of the reasons they accepted to work with Aldo despite initial reticence. Cahan says he doesn’t respect certain fashion companies because they “make people feel bad about themselves.” But Aldo had an AIDS campaign in ’87, before it was “cool.” And projects for innumerable large companies such as the vodka brand for which he brainstormed on “redefining what a vessel might be” are balanced by giving back in some way, “doing the right thing.” The firm has always done work for non-profits but now has created the Circle Foundation, a dedicated organization within Cahan Associates headed by Crystal Vann, a senior account manager who specializes in nonprofit branding. Their first client was The Institute for OneWorld Health, the first non-profit pharmaceutical company in the U.S. “It’s like putting Karma points back in the bank,” smiles Cahan. Now if he could only do something about that boring, uncool life of his.

Friday, February 15, 2008

Speaking volumes: the best coffee-table books

The coffee table book is by no means a new concept. Michel de Montaigne lamented in 1580: "I am vexed that my Essays only serve the ladies for a common movable, a book to lay in the parlor window..." But it’s come a long way, baby. No self-respecting parlor is complete without a few artfully displayed works that speak volumes about the inhabitant’s inherent taste and intellect. The already oversized dimensions of the traditional coffee-table tome have given way to positively megalithic proportions, a trend possibly re-launched by design-world superstar publishers Taschen, with their 18" x 12", 6.5 lbs Albertus Seba's Cabinet of Natural Curiosities, which brought enormous books to the general public. Seba’s book cover also capitalized on the coral trend in decorating, which possibly explains why it took its place on an unprecedented number of coffee tables, becoming a de rigueur, then over-exposed, element in any room featured in a design magazine. http://pralinesf.com/images/Albertus_Seba_Cabinet_of_Natural_Curiosities.jpg

It is ironic that "TASCHEN" means "pockets" in German, considering that Taschen signaled its transition from comic-book purveyor to arts-world heavy hitter with the publication of its anything but pocket-sized magnum opus on photographer Helmut Newton, SUMO. Vanity Fair stated, "SUMO is the biggest bound volume produced in the 20th century: 460 pages, measuring two and a half feet tall by one and a half feet wide, and weighing 66 pounds." Since this coffee table book was too large to actually place on a coffee table, Philippe Starck designed a unique stand for displaying the book at home.
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One of the offerings by Taschen most popular with design professionals is domus 1928-1999, vol. I-XII. The inspirational twelve volume, 7,000 page tome encompasses seven decades of the uniquely influential Italian design magazine phenomenon founded by Gio Ponti and revered for their avant-garde covers and cutting-edge graphic design. The rainbow-colored collection, which received a Wallpaper Design Awards nod in 2007, might look better on a console than on a coffee table, to best showcase the graphic punch of the colorful spines.http://www.slovart.sk/buxus/images/obalky_velke/TA830275.jpg

For those whose décor hinges on monochromatic texture and shine, Taschen’s Studio Eliasson, Art Edition may be a better choice. Presenting an encyclopedic vision of Olafur Eliasson's experimental art and architecture in XL format, it’s limited to two hundred signed and numbered copies and features a special cover custom made by Olafur Eliasson: a cnc-formed metal plate imitating the prismatic concentric circles left by raindrops on water. A word of warning: bibliophile guests will probably soon transform this so the effect is more fingerprints-on-steel, and the texture makes topping this book with a vase impossible.
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London-based Phaidon, with a history of printing academic works, positions itself as a more serious entity than Taschen, in the forefront of visual art and design publishing. They are responsible for the once-ubiquitous coffee table fixture The Art Book. With a few notable exceptions, Phaidon aims to keep books high quality and affordable. Their grandly oversized visual biography of the life and work of visionary architect le Corbusier, aptly named Le Corbusier Le Grand, hits the high end of Phaidon’s price and size spectrum. Housed in a new brutalist-chic cardboard sleeve, this volume will be sure to pair well with your re-issued le Corbusier-style coffee table, or contrast piquantly with a too bourgeois decor.

For those who like their coffee table candy to inflict a little highbrow shock value, Mapplethorpe is out, Phaidon’s Nobuyoshi Araki: Self, Life, Death Special Luxury Edition is in. It covers the work of Japan’s most controversial photographer, where the taboos of sex and death are explored through methodically staged nudes, including rare and previously unpublished photos. This extremely limited edition of 100 individually signed and numbered copies was recently released by Phaidon’s small Collector’s Editions division, which has produced only six works to date. Hand bound in Japanese silk and housed in a red Japanese silk slipcase, the edition includes a print folder. It is priced at the “If you need to ask…” level. But it does make a striking design on your table, probably on its own rather than grouped.


Grouping does suit Phaidon’s Wallpaper City Guides- small and multicolored, there are 60 and counting, and in Pantone-shaded stacks, they would look genius even under a glass-topped table.The image “http://blog.directoryofhotels.com/images/wallpapercityguides.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors.

New York and Paris based Assouline creates books that are often sighted on the coffee tables of socialites, mostly because they specialize in fluffy books by and about socialites (Rena Sindi, Brooke de Ocampo, Diane Von Furstenburg) and their style, their favorite vacation spots (Hamptons, St Tropez), and some safe exoticism in the form of lush, decoratively colorful tomes such as RAJASTAN. These are coffee-table books in the original sense of the word: not too challenging, nice to look at, good conversation starters. Assouline’s version of The Proust Questionnaire, one of the best-known interview devices used in the media today, checks all of these boxes, printed in a choice of candy colors, leather bound, edged with silver foil, and including blank questionnaires for guests to complete. As one would expect from Assouline, the book includes questionnaires filled by “important” persons such as the aforementioned Diane von Furstenberg, as well as Marisa Berenson, Daniel Boulud, and Rosanna Arquette. Assouline also solves the book packaging and display issue with its Goyard trunk, which houses one hundred of Assouline’s signature “Memoire” books, included in the $20,000 price. The trunk, available in black or white, of course doubles as a coffee table.

New publishing house Gloria, which burst onto the scene with its $8000 Pelé book, specializes in peddling collectible statement hardbacks to high-net worth individuals. This year they are coming out with SuperYacht, which will re-define the “big book” market. Where many coffee-table books have the reputation for barely scratching the surface of the subject matter, the particularity of Gloria books is that they feature original work by the world’s leading writers, thinkers, photographers, and specialists on the given subject. Perhaps more importantly, in a design sense, these tomes make a striking statement both in terms of production quality and integration with subject matter. Superyacht comes in a giant-sized 42cm x 32cm format, with 648 full-color pages including a large proportion of gatefolds, and is bound in silver-hued Italian silk. The whole unit is housed in a wave shaped Lucite case, in which it seems to float, fully protected from water, in case one would actually care to display it in a nautical setting. The set even includes a pair of gloves to ensure the investment- er, book remains in pristine shape. http://www.luxury-insider.com/blog/content/binary/Superyachtbook1.jpg

But there are ways to ensure that even less rarefied books make a strong design statement. Heather Clawson, of critically acclaimed New York-based blog Habitually Chic, is a coffee table book devotee, but she doesn’t limit them to the coffee table. “I have piles of books all over my apartment and actually stacked them up to create a nightstand next to my bed,” she says. “I find them all beautiful and inspiring and I can't imagine my life without them.” Then there are those who organize books by color. Decorator India Hicks has nixed the idea of individual book as décor by covering all of the tomes on her Harbour Island shelves with kraft paper. One of the most modern and arresting rooms in the 2008 San Francisco Designer’s Showcase was the library, where Will Wick displayed books in distressed, string-tied bundles with spines turned in. Probably wouldn’t work well with domus or Superyacht though.