Lobotomy for a Egotist - Alexander Wang Fall 2012

There once was a dark Princess who would never cease gabbing away about her achievements and possessions. She rarely considered other people's successful actions as their own, and thought that she was the wisest of them all with the world on a string.
Karma, Destiny, and Fate had been spying on this particular narcissist:
"What a cause! Wait till I get my effect on her!" bossed Karma.
"It is all her. We must show her what she deserves!" agreed Destiny.
But Fate was the most enlightened, "It is out of all control. What ever happens, happens."

Sure enough, the people that the Princess would act pretentious towards abandoned her.
Now who could she boast to, but her own self?
Unable to be heard,
She became trapped

in her own

head.

Inspiration

Sucker Punch

Echo & Narcissus

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Emilio Pucci RTW SS 2012

Emilio Pucci SS RTW

Peter Dundas, Creative Director

Sept. 24, 2011 - Milan

If I dance to the beat of the Balkan flutes, gypsy tambourines, and French horns, will there be a melody fit for the pattern of drum sticks and harmonicas? I move to the prayers of hope in the faerie-dust dirt roads between the lavish mountains. I lure the peasantry into the kaleidoscope of sounds. We cultivate the bohemian breath of fire into patterns of bare shoulders and holy accordions. We drift and whirl intertwined beads of gold souls along the edges of Sun.

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p.s. Gweneth Paltrow wore the last outfit to the Emmy awards.

Prada RTW S/S 2012

Prada RTW S/S 2012

Miuccia Prada

Sept. 22, 2011 - Milan

She wouldn’t be sitting on the floor of a man’s apartment if he weren’t married, because contrary fall desperately in love with her at first sight - who doesn’t love a woman in a snazzy car? The hourglass rings one am, but that is all to early for a gal to go to bed: she won’t be beat for another three hours! Instead, she drinks some more champagne, flirting around in her swishing, pleated dresses.

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*50s slang

Ertro RTW SS 2012

Etro RTW SS 2012

Veronica Etro

Sept. 23, 2011 - Milan

“That motion picture was all swell, level with me*,” insisted Margaret as she outstretched her gloved arms to the sides. Florence replied with a, “And how! It was the cat’s meow*!” She and Florence had just departed the theatre, and they were now awaiting for their car to be brought out by the valet. “How much longer is he going to take? I want to get to the joint* before jazz turns to World War 1 again and our colourful drop-waists are declared illegal along with everything else!”

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*1920s slang