Happiness is to be found when in pursuit of it, in the soothed expectation, on the way, not only upon the arrival. Accepting detours, just going the way, which is anyhow not this obvious to anyone.
Thomas Bettinelli

Happiness is just a hairflip away.
Chris Crocker


"The way the system works now, you see the clothes, within an hour or so they're online, the world sees them. They don't get to a store for six months. The next week, young celebrity girls are wearing them on red carpets. They're in every magazine. The customer is bored with those clothes by the time they get to the store. They're overexposed, you're tired of them, they've lost their freshness".
Tom Ford


Michael Bastian

Already one of the toniest enclaves on Earth, Bel-Air has just nabbed another accolade : the theme of Michael Bastian's men's show for the current season. But to be clear, "it had nothing to do with today's celebrity or Coachella or any of that", the designer said backstage. Rather, this was an interpretation of old Hollywood, particularly the privileged insiders and power brokers who made it tick, people like super-agent Lew Wasserman and the famed retailer Fred Hayman of Giorgio Beverly Hills. Michael Bastian, himself a New Englander, made another little jab. "In Los Angels", he laughed, "you can't leave your house without getting shot". Thus his reimagining of Bel-Air (consisting of a manse-like façade, complete with ivy and a chandelier visible through a window) was marked with signs that read, "this property is protected by video surveillance", while those cameras were trained on the audience. With the cheeky Big Brother mood set, Michael Bastian unleashed every conceivable trapping of nouveau pastel entitlement. There were cashmere cardigans, windowpane suits, cream shorts, knit ties, white piqué shoes, Donegal tweed, paisley pajama shirts, and one very fancy dusty rose tux jacket. Living up to the campy premise, Mr Bastian offered plenty of twists, too, like banana-leaf camo, towel-striped sweaters, and a pec-hugging polo shirt stitched in squares to look like croc. And, as Kelis crooned, "I'm just a carefree American", the designer sent out several women's pieces -his first foray on that front- nicely counterbalancing the paean to preppy-dom.

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