While reading the November Issue of Harper’s Bazaar, I couldn’t let this amazing article on Tom Ford’s return pass my eye. I think it is indeed incredible, both his return and the article , so let me give you guys the scoop.
For almost 15 years , Tom Ford taught us how to dress. his signature stamp of sexy silhouettes and high glamour defined the 1990s. After dinner, Tom was the kind of man who wouldn’t just take you to your hotel, he’d take you to your hotel room. It was with great sadness then for me that he packed up his silks, his feathers, and fur, and bowed out of women’s fashion to pursue is other passion-film direction. With A Single Man, he reminded us of all we’d been missing.
During New York Fashion Week, at a covert showing of his first official Tom Ford women’s collection, he regaled the audience with an anecdote. “Richard [Buckley, his longtime partner] knows that for years when I was at Gucci and Yves Saint Laurent,” he said, “I has a recurring nightmare-and it would last for a week before the show-that the clothes would not arrive, something went wrong, the atelier burned down, and I had to stand in front of you all and talk for 20 minutes.”
Tom put those fears to rest when he summoned Julianne Moore and 31 other epic beauties, like Bazaar’s Rita Wilson, Lisa Eisner, Lou Doillon, Emmanuelle Seigner, Beyoncé Knowles, Stella Tennant and Daphne Guinness, to model the new collection. Photographer Terry Richardson was on
hand to capture each fantastical look as the women sauntered down the narrow runway, vamping it up for his, and only his, lens; there was a strict no-photographing policy. To add to the excitement, Terry was seated right next to me and kept leaping up to snap the models, juggling his myriad cameras and nimbly falling at their feet as they entered the runway directly across from us.
Each look was created for the woman who wore it, so that meant Lauren Hutton lent her inimitable air of chic to a razor-sharp white ’70s pantsuit, while Amber Vallettas’s leopard-print version was topped off by a scorpion brooch. Liya Kebede’s blush-colored silk fringe gown gave off s goddess feel , and Karen Elson’s shorter cobalt-blue number was the ideal contrast to her fiery coif. Knowles ‘s long-sleeved sequined dress was in perfect keeping with her sexy, fierce chanteuse image. The yellow-gold jewelry wads beyond, with glam cuffs, over-sized topaz-crystal amulets, and bold drop earrings. ford himself called the show his trademark wit, salon style. He chastised Eisner for walking too quickly, while Wilson stopped, before her turn, to say hello to me. 🙂 Then she played up to her vamp role to great effect, eliciting huge laughs. Moore’s eight-year-old daughter, Liv, clapped for her mother, who paused to blow a kiss. Leave it to Ford to blend high-gloss glamour and high camp.
While Ford did some of the talking, it was the clothes that spoke volumes. there may have been a note of unfinished business harking back to YSL days, but it was that vision brought entirely up to date. When the show was over the audience erupted into s frenzy of congratulatory hoots and hollers. This exclusivity was part of Ford’s master plan to put the brakes on all fast fashion. He wants to keep images of his designs from being overexposed, or shot on a celebrity the very next day, or tweeted and blogged about on every fashion Web site from here to Hong Kong. But what’s more fabulous than sharing in someone’s best-kept secret? Ford’s savvy strategy created not only a mystique but also deafening buzz about the clothes.
Leave it to Tom Ford to upturn the season’s minimalist vibe in his distinctive not-so-minimal way.
Harper’s Bazaar Novebmber 2010 Issue | Page 74