Fashion films are a strange mode of communication. Where the rest of the advertising world is striving to be smarter, shorter, and super-shareable, fashion films tend to walk a languid, meandering line toward some sort of vague suggestion that you may want to get involved with a brands clothing or lifestyle. They’re very often too long, too full of models whose talent for portraying static beauty doesn’t necessarily translate to the motion picture realm, and have no discernible message or story arc. They’re languishing somewhere between a short film and a 60” TV commercial and they’re not quite sure how to deal with it.
Every now and again though, there comes one that really works. The Sound of COS, for the minimal Scandinavian brand’s AW14 collection, is a gorgeous film within a film showing two Foley artists as they create sounds for projected images of the COS collection in movement. It’s a tactile, aural delight by Lernert & Sander and further evidence (as if we needed it) that COS does everything right.
Transitioning from showgrounds to street with Horseware Polo Elise breeches and Roshe Runs. What you can’t really see is the gold detailing on the pockets. These jods are so comfortable for riding in and are the first pair I’ve worn that could genuinely be passed off as fashion-jods. And yes, that is saddle dirt on the knees…#sorrynotsorry
Fab finds for a fiver: more than just a bracelet, this chunky hammered metal cuff with luscious, glossy stones was a steal at a fiver in the wonderful, new-ish Dublin branch of vintage treasure trove Folkster.
Inspired by literature: Autobiographies Out of Africa by Karen Blixen and West with the Night by Beryl Markham.
Safari shirts // culottes // tartan blankets // riding boots // leather weekender bag // hounds and propellor plane optional
Inspired by literature: Sal Paradise from Jack Kerouac’s On The Road.
Grey marl sweatshirt // Levi’s 501s // chunky Aran knit // vintage converse // plain white tee //
Inspired by literature: Reno from Rachel Kushner’s The Flamethrowers.
Leather biker jacket // torn jeans // biker boots // Borsalino hat // ripped tee
Inspired by literature: Kathrine Driscoll from John Williams’ Stoner.
Oversize white shirt // 1930s wide-leg slacks
Inspired by literature: Dagny Taggart from Ayn Rand’s Atlas Shrugged
Oversized trench // silk blouse // cashmere sweater // voluminous slacks // wide-brimmed hat // brogues
Oh, the tyranny of the wristband. As my housemate got ready to leave for Body&Soul Festival the other day, I overheard him on the phone saying “No! I can’t get in that way, I’m only a PUNTER.” Used to having a crew pass, he was having a difficult time getting used to being one of the ordinary everyones who make up the bulk of festival goers. I remember going to the very first Garden Party Festival - a one day-er held only in the walled garden part of Ballinlough Castle, now home to Body&Soul. Once you were in, you were in. No re-admittance allowed. Naturally, I hadn’t dressed weather appropriately and as night fell, desperately wanted to get back to my car to get something warmer. A friend who was part of the crew gave me his AAA pass to get in and out, and from then on, I was ruined. I went everywhere I possibly could, just to see, and decided I could never go to a festival under normal circumstances again. Some years later, and I’m still hooked on wristbands, lanyards, and every other sort of accreditation that gets you into places most of the rest of the crowd can’t. My Instagram feed will shamelessly feature a shot of my bony wrist in various poses, clad in some calibre of a wristband. Maybe I’m the only one guilty of this weird and probably somewhat pathetic fetish, but if there’s anyone else out there, I’m starting an Instagram hashtag: #ilovewristbands. JOIN ME!
Too beautiful. Jaquet Droz’s Petite Heure Minute Year of the Horse watch.
Sometimes the best days off are the ones where you get lots of those little things done, in a carefree, life of leisure type way. Maybe that’s why I’m channelling a French Riviera dwelling sailor in Armor Lux, Saint James and nautical tote bag. Now where did I leave that yacht…
Dublin’s creatives came together for a three days of inspiring, hilarious and thought-provoking talks at Offset 2014. Taking advantage of the extensive mingling and the glorious surrounds of the Bord Gais Energy Theater, I photographed a (very tiny) fraction of the delegates. They battled Dublin’s wildly changable weather with smart layering (the €30 Uber voucher in the delegate goodie bags came in handy too). Click the title to see more.
Trends for men were slim, down filled jackets, colour, beautiful brogues, patterns, and of course, beards. Women were wearing mannish coats and shirts, Mom jeans, slim, patterned trousers, beanie hats, statement necklaces, huge scarves, and a vast array of various heights and styles of ankle boot. The ubiquity of trainers worn with anything and everything by both men and women confirmed that they are definitely having a serious moment.
Aoife Walsh | Publisher and Editor, The South Circular
Kate Coleman | Deputy Editor, Le Cool Dublin
Acky Fakhry | Designgoat
Roisin Agnew | Junior Editor, Image.ie
Cian Brennan | Designer, official Offset photographer and lens-lender to me (thank you!)
Sam Doyle | Creative, In the Company of Huskies
The Nikes of Offset.
Dublin’s annual creative conflagration is in full swing and footwear for the Dublin design, advertising and media community is dominated by Nikes of various sorts. Here are some I surreptitiously captured this evening. Will be posting more shots (legitimately captured) of stylish delegates over the next couple of days.