OK, we are going to talk about fashion for a minute. I don’t really follow fashion all that much, except for my hero Dries Van Noten. I follow him the way Yankees fans follow spring training.
I knew, for example, that his Fall 2016 collection would be coming down the runway in Paris yesterday, and I awaited the photos and the reviews. You honest to God never know what he’s going to do next, but you know it’s going to be lush and surprising and usually involve strange and beautiful models. He’ll look at the Ballets Russes, paintings by Whistler, Japanese textiles, digital photography. It’s all so, so interesting.
Just yesterday, a new video interview with Dries Van Noten appeared in the New York Times. I think it’s my favorite, because we get to see his studio, which is surely one of the true wonderlands.
This season, he drew inspiration from a love affair between people I’d never heard of, Gabriele D’Annunzio and an early 20th-century femme fatale, Marquesa Luisa Casati. Right on! Let’s go!
It’s a gender-bending, pearls-’n’-cheetah print collection. You can hear him talk about all this in this video. He is the most modest, unwacky guy you could possibly imagine. Maybe his unfettered imagination gets to live in these clothes, and he leaves it all on the runway.
Knits are a part of it all, as often happens in Driesland.
Here is a gray pullover encrusted with pearls. Apparently the Marchesa was known to crush pearls in fits of passion or fury or something. I love this sweater. It may be my next altered sweater. May need to unstring all my fake pearls.
Here we have what I like to think is an homage to my Eight Yarns, One Sweater project. I’m pretty sure Dries is following me on Instagram under the handle @belgiandude224.
Now, this all seems pretty far afield from daily life here in Nashville, Tennessee. But I guarantee you, pearls and cheetah prints and aran sleeveless tunics will show up in a store near us, soon. I’m reminded of one of my all-time favorite movie scenes, from The Devil Wears Prada, in which Meryl Streep explains in a devastating way, how Anne Hathaway has come to wear her dumpy, cerulean blue sweater.
In other news, today I had to bite the bullet and call Apple about a terrible problem with my Photos library. I had a feeling it would take a while, so I settled in with my knitting while the tech on the line diagnosed the problem. The tech was supremely confident that she knew what to do, despite the fact that I had several moments of dead black screen and wheels of doom. There was a lot of rebooting and safelaunching and disk doctoring. In the space that comes with waiting on technology, we started talking about the resolution on my new computer’s screen, then we got into how well fonts render on these new monitors, and I told her I was working on a new website so I was thinking about fonts a lot. She asked what kind of website, and I said “knitting”—and she gasped and said, “Oh my God, I’m knitting right now.”
Which took us straight into stash diving, hat making, crochet versus knitting, acrylic versus wool—you know, all the things that knitters talk about.
All the while, she was working through the fix of my Photos library. I got my pix back, and now I know at least one Apple phone technician who is a killer multitasker. She reads this blog, it turns out, so: HELLO APPLE TECH FRIEND! HOPE YOU GET THAT SECOND BABY SOON! I’m not giving your name because nobody at Apple needs to know you’re knitting a hat while making customers happy.