FASHION Magazine

Kanye got turned away from a handful of Paris fashion shows recently including Vuitton, who he’s collaborated with on footwear for! [Page Six]

Talk about hitting the ground running. I’ve been in Milan for only a few hours and have already made une petite purchase at Lanvin (the store opened today just in time for my arrival!) perused Prada, Miu Miu and Marni (my holy trinity) and am now surreal-y sipping champers waiting for Gucci to start! Tough job but someone’s gotta do it. I’m in hyper mode and beyond thankful that the airplane gods granted me 3 seats across and I actually for the very-first-time ever slept on the flight over. The usual suspects are here, the sun is shining brilliantly (an anomaly for this time of year in Milan) so… let the games begin!

Sometimes your honey needs a hint, so here’s our roundup of heart-shaped boxes, baubles, melt-in-your-mouth goodies and other chic Valentine treats…

Check out the Miu Miu ad video featuring the always-demure Lindsey Wixson. It was directed by Madonna, not that the flashing colours and dance music wouldn’t tip you off.

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Purple mag editor Olivier Zahm has been dumped by his main lady love, Natacha Ramsay, for another man. Zahm wrote a post on Purple Diary, which was accompanied by an image of a shattered frame of an image of the two during happier times. An excerpt: “She called me to tell me that she loves him, that we are finished. I asked her to come back two times and she said no two times […] Right now I’m just a mess.” [Purple Diary]

Angela Missoni, who has been the creative director of her clothing line and family biz since 1996, is thinking of stepping down within the next two years and plans to hand the reigns over to her daughter Margherita. [Vogue UK]

Lara Stone is suing French Playboy for publishing nude shots of her without her permission. Stone maintains: “It’s not the kind of publication I would ever choose to appear in. I feel I have no option but to take steps to protect my reputation.” [The Cut]

Balenciaga‘s creative director Nicolas Ghesquière will be honoured by The Fashion Group International as their latest Superstar and will receive the award in October at FGI’s Night of Stars. No word yet on whether Molly Shannon will appear as Mary Katherine Gallagher. [Vogue UK]

George Clooney was recently in court in Milan testifying against the people who claimed he was starting the clothing line “GC Exclusive.” He denied the legitimacy of a photo of himself with the defendant (whom he supposedly never met) on a sartorial claim: “I also don’t wear long jean shorts.” [The Cut]

Donna Karan addressed the effect of the Internet and early fashion shows on the industry. She told the crowd at Parsons The New School for Design last week: “When I launched my company, the shows were in April and May, now they’re in February. So my question to this industry, and I say it to myself for my own company: ‘Why am I showing clothes in February?’ I don’t want the consumer to see next week what is going to be in stores in Fall, because it’s confusing.” [My Fashion Life]

André Leon Talley has signed on to film three seasons of America’s Next Top Model. Replacing Miss J on the judging panel, the Vogue editor and caftan fan brings with him 13 custom-made Chado Ralph Rucci robes and tendency toward sublime ridiculousness. [The Cut]

Alexander McQueen is taking Steve Madden to court; the designer is being sued for allegedly copying the Faithful bootie. McQueen’s attempt to halt production of the shoe with a cease and desist order was greeted with refusal from Madden. What can we say–imitation is the sincerest form of flattery? [The Cut]

Miu Miu wants to be the centre of attention. At least in stores carrying the designer label’s bags. The brand has recently pulled out of several U.S. department stores—the company wanted their merchandise to be displayed on its own, while many stores mixed the purses with other designers. [WSJ]

I forgot Marc Jacobs was making timeliness happen: apparently, his last two NY shows have begun promptly, and today I nearly missed his Louis Vuitton spectacular because I decided to walk over from Colette Dinnigan. Funny thing: when you ask someone at Paris Fashion Week how long it takes to get somewhere, they give you two times: “weeth heels” and “without.”

I should’ve gone without. But I did skitter in right as the show began, and how lucky I did! Because this show was fun–girlish, giddy fun–which is something I’d no idea I was missing, til 2:30 p.m. (sharp) today. There’s lots of drama in Paris (did you watch McQueen live? I’m still amazed), and there’s beige restraint, and there’s beauty, of course–but not a lot of fun. And what else could you call this bonbon assortment of plaid and prints, pinafores and pockets, and–wholly amazing–poodle hair? The girls looked like Marie Antoinettes on acid. Tassels swung wildly from messenger bags and trussed up shoes–sometimes they were white fur, like funny moustaches.