paris in new york, february 2010

Malcolm McLaren says good art is banal. He named his new movie "Paris City Of The XXI Century", not because it is the city of the 21st century, but so that people have a reason to go to see it now. The feature length film is basically a repeatedly (sometimes annoying and also amusing) repetitive edit of old - I am talking about 1920's, 1950's and 60's up to I believe he said 1985 - French commercials, underlined with music mostly from his album Paris from 1994.

Photo stills by Carl Posey of "Paris, City Of The XXI Century", by Malcolm McLaren, the US Premier at The Swiss Insitute in NYC.

I thought the mix of visuals and sounds were extraordinary and it felt like the video that could have easily accompanied his 1994 compilation.

Photo stills by Carl Posey of "Paris, City Of The XXI Century", by Malcolm McLaren.

But I am not here to critique the movie, as I had way too many of these addictive St. Germain cocktails to recall more than a few striking visuals.



I am suspecting that it was meant to be like that. Malcolm wanted everybody, except himself (sipping from a bottle of Poland Spring all night) to be toasted and watch his stylish retro movie.



The crowd, not surprisingly a pretty stylish crowd (it's Fashion Week in New York), mixed in with now older 80's punks or Generation Xer's.

I think I remember Malcolm mentioning banality in context with the Sex Pistols as well. He loves the color grey in fashion. Grey pants, grey sweater even grey socks. And he loves to talk and listen to someone talking about him, but who doesn't like that? It's like butter on ones soul.




I sported a Malcolm & Me badge (a laminated photo of me and Malcom hanging out at the after party of Pipilotti Rist's "Pour Your body Out" opening at MoMA). Once I entered the Swiss Insitute's locale on Broadway I went to say 'Hi" to Malcolm and gave him a copy of the badge.

Me holding up my Malcolm & me badge.

The idea of the badge displays my conceptual and commercial interpretation of art in connection with my Fashion Rocks clothing collection.



I adore Malcolm's image as the cruel manager of the ultimate punk gods and former business partner of Vivienne Westwood.

And I guess I appreciate that he can nowadays - in the post punk era - make sure punk ware is not sold as original if it isn't indeed the real thing. Read "Damien Hirst Got Punk'd" the embarrassing story of Mr. Hirst who bought - for an incredible high number of a quarter of a million dollars or something - what he believed were original punk items on Ebay which Malcolm later declared all fakes.

I also love to see him here in NYC and he can make more music if it were up to me!

My Malcolm & Me give away/promo cards.

Merci, au revoir et à bientôt!

the o.g. j.p.g.

I know the G stands for G-spot, the official name of the lingerie ridden Spring collection of master Jean Paul Gaultier (Yes, I have interned there). But I interpret it as O.G., Original Gangster, because that's what he really is, in fashion, it's understood. Yes, he's the best.



Looking at his current collection which just passed over the runway in Paris, there are so many of his previously used details and ideas, even dating back to the Madonna collaborations which turned out the pointy bras, but everything is a heck of lot more subtle! My man!

..love the orange and white...

I need them tights. With sheer and opaque graphic blocks and stripes! Plus, gimme that sexy denim overall! Stunning! Much more inventive than Ralph Lauren's dusty old barn versions, which carry absolutely no original, exiting new detail whatsoever.

...one can work this...

Those denim skirts are essential too - finally - a long skirt you can walk in! The corset denim jacket is equally a Must-Have.


Thanks for bringing back the Doc Martins boots.


Clothing you wanna wear.


O.G. J.P.G.

what you could do with tulle

Here's a little treat from my outstandingly cool and creative super colleagues Victor & Rolf:



Voila! It's what you could do with tulle, mes chères...

paris fashion week

...paris fashion week attendee...

sign of the time

Very busy right now overseeing production of my collection which is being shipped starting next month. Just wanted to share this image which I thought was interesting and kind of a sign of our time (do you also always remember that Prince song?)

At a recent John Galliano show in Paris photographer Habbah snapped this shot of a model snapping her own picture of something that impresses her, while we look at her like: "What could be even more of a worthy subject than her own self in premier Galliano gear..."?


In a multi media world, this is happening all the time and media is created from all angles. It's just so damn exiting!