Showing posts with label Georgy Baratashvili. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Georgy Baratashvili. Show all posts

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Pant obsession



I'm really becoming obsessed with this general style of pant (draped/voluminous hips/pockets, skinny legs) since seeing those gorgeous Georgy Baratashvili men's draped pants (left). And then Queen Michelle posted these Kaylee Tankus women's pants (middle). And then of course there's Jaana's photo of her in her favorite pants, her Maria Matintytär Maattola 'carrot-shaped' pants (right; ah, the Finnish...). So now I'm seriously contemplating taking that one pair of super skinny scenester pants I bought and wore twice, and adding a draped layer to them. and perhaps an inside button-up faux layer like my lovely Vivienne Westwood pants, since these skinnies are way too low rise for my 26-year-old body. Just not sure my skills are up to the task. Sigh.

In other news, I'm seeing this man tomorrow. I'm rather excited.


P.S. He takes amazing photos! This one is via here.


Saturday, October 17, 2009

Georgy Baratashvili



I don't really post about menswear as frankly, Scarlett, I don't give a damn. But after my daily fix of Fashion156 this morning, I just had to post about a designer whose clothing is just too close to my own fashion sensibilities. And a few of the pieces are asexual enough for me to wear to my heart's content. The designer in question is Georgy Baratashvili, a Russian graduate of Central Saint Martins. The fact that he has a dance background (and is a genius) is quite obvious after a glance at both his S/S 10 (top) and A/W 08/09 (bottom) collections. Oh, just look at all that draped and woven jersey, sumptuous layers, subdued colours, and exceptional detailing. I'm absolutely taken with the S/S 10 black draped slim pants (click on photo for a great close-up; also available in a wet-look material). These could very well enter My Top 3 Want list once the Stacey Grant dress exits the list/arrives. And I love the double drawstring pocket detailing on the khaki pants. Sigh.