Christine Lingerie
Curve NY was, as always, a 3 day marathon of appointments for me. I missed a few interesting brands and worst of all, lost my notebook containing two full days of notes. Not to worry, resurrection is imminent as I make contact with each company whose input is somewhere in a NYC taxi cab.
Curve is a giant gallery of brands and my preference is to curate trends … Read More
The Curve NY show wrapped up on Tuesday and I for one am drained. It might take awhile to de-brief, but there were some clear messages for Fall 2014, one of which I mentioned in my Live Report Monday “It’s All About The Details”. Of course I will continue to be in the market, as always, focusing on product that promises a profitable fall season
Loungewear is always important for … Read More
This luxurious Jane Woolrich corset with removable tutu is hand made with ivory silk taffeta which is piped in gold and adorned with gold French Leavers lace. It has a spot net frill at the top, hook and eyes down the front but also ties at the back with an ivory organza ribbon.
I had every intention of updating you daily from the New York Curve show this week, but unfortunately hotel hysteria intervened with 4 room changes in 4 days. (Don’t ask). Anyway, better late than never. There was lots of product to see, some interesting trends, new brands percolating and a quintessentially New York energy: focus without fanfare. To be honest, I don’t spend a lot of time on New York … Read More
By Morgan O’Neill
It has been almost a year since I first referred to a Robert Herrick poem in this blog. It was just after seeing a beautiful Jane Woolrich baby doll design that swept me away. Now, it seems I am drawn back to Herrick, one, because he is so easy to read, but, two, because the sudden wet, icy cold of a Northeast winter has me hunkered down … Read More
No one does dramatic romance quite like Leo Tolstoy. Yesterday I went to see the cinematic version of his literary masterpiece, Anna Karenina, hailed by his peers as a “flawless work of art”. I read this book when I was 19 and pining for a boyfriend who was always elusive. Caught up in the moment, I imagined myself the next great American novelist whose emotional theatrics would also stun the … Read More
