I'm a little disconnected from fashion week right now, as I'm still trying to get our house contained. We have busted pipes causing all kinds of fun in the laundry room and bathroom above it. Then my car was hit Monday by a gentleman that should no longer be driving. I'm scheduled to get my hair highlighted later today, as I have roots down to my shoulders, but if this trend continues it will probably turn out orange.
But I'm hanging in there, still trying to peruse all of the shows online, but it is a lot to digest in a short amount of time.
And then comes Marc Jacobs collection to lighten the mood. It's the type of whimsy you like to see on the runway, and exactly the thing jaded fashion folk tend to eat up. It's always the most minimalist and most weird pieces that become the hits from the collections.
Not that I thought everything was fantasy. That pink hat? I want it. Even if just to hang jauntily from the corner of a chair in my bedroom. I'll take that furry 1960's style coat as well. The teal green lantern coat and what looks like a pink scarf with bold black embroidery? Yes, please. The skirt with what looks like Christmas tinsel stripes? Deliciously kooky.