a) I cannot believe she still has the energy to do her extremely demanding job in her 70s and,
b) I don't know what to do with myself now I've finished reading it.
I probably couldn't have picked a better book as my first 'fashion' read.
As well as offering an extraordinary insight into recent fashion (mostly Vogue) history (1960s to now), Grace Coddington writes openly and freely about her (numerous) romantic, friendly and professional relationships - which I find fascinating.
She has seen a lot of death and tragedy in her time but I suppose once you reach 71 this might be, unfortunately, common.
I like how matter-of-fact she is, but found myself frowning during the chapters where she complains about technology and the affects of the 24 hour news cycle. I imagine there are only a few people out there who have worked at her level for so long, experiencing the changing media landscape in relation to fashion, first hand.
I love behind-the-scenes type stories, so reading about the goings on at Vogue photo shoots had me hooked. Often people flick through fashion magazines without a seconds thought as to what goes into creating the images they are seeing. I can tell you, it's a lot. Someone has to think of a concept for the shoot, have it approved and then a team of people (size dependent on resources and the photographer), must gather appropriate clothes and props, cast models and talent, travel to the location of the shoot and then produce a version of the original concept. There are so many factors to take into account. I especially enjoyed the chapter about Annie Leibovitz and the Kate Moss/Puff Daddy shoot. Chaos.
While sometimes I found myself becoming frustrated with Grace, (I rolled my eyes a few times, and would she give a toss? Absolutely not.), her experiences, her knowledge, her passion and her determination just blew my mind.
I also felt very humbled, after all, I am just another nobody with an iPad. But then again we all have to start somewhere. Actually, I've already started. Two years ago. So I am somebody. Just a junior somebody.
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Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
The best Christmas gifts ever.
An iPad and the book I wrote about below. Two copies actually. I'm a lucky girl! My friends and family know me well.
Merry Christmas x
Merry Christmas x
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Saturday, December 15, 2012
In Vogue: The Editor's Eye
Last week in New York (of course), Vogue premièred their documentary collaboration with HBO, In Vogue: The Editor's Eye. For the life of me I cannot find where to view it here in Australia, if anyone has a clue, holla at me!
In lieu of actually watching the film - which was launched to commemorate 120 years of the world's most famous fashion magazine - I have taken to watching every clip I can find on YouTube and reading every single review I can get my hands on.
Most go something like this:
'Brilliant to watch, very interesting. Genius minds at work. Fantasy, drama, creativity. What do Fashion Editors do exactly? Nothing and everything. The French stylist is nuts. BUT. This is clearly a puff piece. A film on Vogue, by Vogue. Tooting your own horn much? Vogue is a commercial business. Regular people can't afford those clothes! BUUUT then again this is Vogue, the best fashion magazine ever published so I guess it's justified.'
Amen,sister (or brother).
Obviously Vogue is packed full of ridiculously expensive pieces, most I will probably never be able to afford. But I don't care. I still love the magazine because I love looking at the imagery surrounding the clothes, created by the women featured in the film. It's beautiful and it would take a certain mind to make the fantasy come to life and then to jump off a page.
I don't care if it's 'self-indulgent' as one review called it. I work in fashion and lifestyle PR, I know how this industry works. So when I can finally figure out where to watch In Vogue: The Editor's Eye, I will probably love it.
*Image care of Vogue.
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