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Your support makes all the difference.Cover girls: Amber Valletta on Vogue, Erin O'Connor on Frank, Christina Ricci on The Face and Shalom on i-D
Touchy-feely: fluffy stuff, jacquard prints and applique in Elle, mohair in the Times; rough-knit ponchos in the Independent; cashmere knits in the Observer; and tweed in this newspaper
Below the belt: the skirt was the essential item in Elle, and firmly down at heel. In the Sunday Telegraph they got distinctly slinkier; 'air hostess Sindy' skirts were in Vogue. Is this the new frump chic? In Frank and the Evening Standard you could sweep the floor while you walked. Is this the new dustpan 'n' brush chic?
In profile: Zandra Rhodes in the Guardian; Calvin Klein in Elle; Owen Gaster and Honor Fraser in the Sunday Telegraph, Eva Herzigova in the Sunday Times, a Prada-clad Sinead O'Connor in the Observer, and Madame Gres in this newspaper
No mean feet: The yeti boot is alive and this time it's fuchsia. At least, it is at Manolo Blahnik, says the Sunday Times. Mary Janes were featured more times than we care to mention (again), and no doubt that ground will be well-trodden by the time Christmas comes. JP Tod's 'the American driving slipper' is on all the smartest Hollywood feet, says the Times.
The French are coming: the Guardian focused on hip, new French designers like Nicolas Ghesquiere, who heads Balenciaga (Madonna's favourite), Isabel Marant (Claude Montana's favourite), and Jerome Dreyfuss, a Givenchy apprentice who has his own label. Meanwhile the same newspaper reported on the new-wave French magazines which, apparently, make i-D look like Woman's Own. Style bibles like Citizen K, Self Service and Purple depict fashion as art rather more obliquely than their British cousins. Even Parisians, with their love of philosophy, are confused.
Reality check: grey-haired members of the public modelled this season's charcoals in Marie Claire; real women recreated famous fashion covers in the Daily Mail, and the Independent checked out what the everyday traveller wears at the Eurostar Waterloo terminal.
The outer limits: Boho maxi coats in Elle; smart three-quarter length coats or full-length capes in Marie Claire; tailored outerwear in the Sunday Telegraph and the hearty Mac in this newspaper.
Hard medicine: Arena Homme Plus was very naughty and ran a six-page fashion spread inspired by Viagra, photographed by the oh-so outre Jean- Baptiste Mondino. Luckily, male models were not dressed up like pill jars.
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