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Neiman Marcus’ flyer advertising what could be considered a cross between Madame Butterfly and a problem with your Zenith T.V. (Hey, do they still make those???) Sort of that rolling horizontal line problem that existed back when……oh, nevermind.

Interestingly, Karl designed a coatdress (and FOR SEPARATE PURCHASE–silk print sundress) featured for 2001C that this look harkens back to…..of course, the ‘01C version was sold sans pailletes and was about $2800. And this is a suit. And it is three and a half times the retail price. (…and, yeah, I bought it).

As for the ‘01C ensemble–as it was shown on the runway–I found that the only Successful way to wear that coat was with THAT dress. “It” being a white elongated silk featuring a black logo abstract floral design spattered in no particular order. I state that because having seen a few of same, the random placement of the black splotches became—ahem—pretty evident. (In other words–no small printed pattern here girlfriends and well, all seemed to highlight one clearly accentuated breast and one solid) I’m sure there is some florid term for the print, but we’ll just call it ‘a la Holstein.’

Photo: Ranch Hand Karl

The point? Well, while this runway (act 2) CC suit is definitely a statement, it is also limiting. This jacket absolutely WILL NOT (sparkly fabric or no sparkly fabric) work with anything other than the skirt for which it was designed.

EXCEPT PERHAPS THE HOLSTEIN DRESS. (and, no—I parted with that little bomb a long, long time ago)

As for the featured bag–a modified Chanel jumbo classic style with silverTONE chain, cc turnlock closure and leather strap — embellished with crystals in a ‘this is your brain on drugs’ Paisley design —

I’m sure that:

a) it is at least $4-7K
b) a better bet than the suit for the outlay
c) will be copied very badly in Chinatown
d) I’ll be shot by my husband if I buy it.

Moo–your friends at YYC

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Saks Fifth Avenue is on the verge of becoming the only major retailer to carry PLUS-Sized Chanel…..
and Dolce & Gabbana, as well as Yves Saint Laurent, Alexander McQueen, Fendi and Roberto Cavalli.

Stock will reach size 14 across the board, and in some cases—depending on the brand—will go up to a size 20.
Formerly, the store would stock only up to a size 10/12.

OMG. Throw out the Nutrisystem and let’s get some real vittles.

Karl Must be fanning himself frantically as I type. This must be some kind of nightmare for M. Lagerfield—envisioning
his silk frappe wound across a dimpled thigh.

Quick, someone** find him a vintage to uncork–just to take some of
the edge off as he bites a corner off his daily ration of melba toast.

Coming very soon to the SFA New York flagship.

Don’t wait for a sale—no stampede jokes—just, frankly, the buyers
are only ordering about one of each larger size to test market.
I doubt—all kidding aside—that anything will last until markdown.

Good news: If they do sell (and we know they will) chances are very
good that they will be branching into other Saks near you!

(with a body and face like David Gandy–and NO SHIRT—others need not
apply even in dire medical emergencies)

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Okay ‘Boys’….yep, there may be some of you who look better in a bustier than Madonna.

And true, RuPaul wields a wicked make up brush…..as does BOY GEORGE.

But, still. Save for the exception of some magnificent varieties of same in Thailand, New Orleans off Bourbon Street, and well, where-ever…..Most of the men I see would make really bad looking chicks. Actually, there are a lot of women who also make bad looking chicks….But that said, I’m not certain that I long to see George Clooney in a brassiere.

Brad Pitt raiding Angie’s ‘Lise Charmel’ drawer? (I’m not sure I’d want to see Ellen DeGeneres in Portia’s either….)

Oh Alright, if you are hankering to get in touch with what WISH BOX terms using a measure of poetic license, perhaps ‘your Feminine Side’ they have marketed a very successful range of Man-Bras as well as camisole and shortie sets for “Men.”

Not Cross-Dressers, of course.

Now, if you want to cross dress, that’s your choice. God knows I’ve worn my share of suits and ties……I’ve stolen boyfriends’ white shirts, tee shirts….and once in a dire situation, a pair of my son’s underwear in Dubai (probably punishable by death—NOTE TO SELF: DO NOT RETURN TO THE EMIRATES).

Not that there is anything wrong with that….well, clothing is clothing…..

I myself would like a ‘Hello Kitty’ Athletic Cup (I can hardly wait).

Still, I’m old enough to remember the ’70’s and bra burning…sort of a ‘women’s liberation’ movement anthem—the right NOT TO WEAR A BRA. Here you guys come and petition for Underwires. Oh, poor Helen Gurley Brown (I warn you fellas, I was detained by SouthWest Airlines once with a score of other women in their clear….ahem…’frisking’ booths at security to determine why the wand blipped when they ran their little plastic wand across my bosom. Heh, Heh …. funny one, huh?

Well, Charles, good luck explaining that one to your companions when you fly……)

I still recall being in Chanel, Palm Beach with my son who, upon seeing a cross dresser rifling through the Cruise ‘04 collection began to sing: ‘Dude Looks Like a Lady’….ahem. Well, you can dress ‘em up, but you can’t take ‘em out. Literally, too.

Anyway. Cheers to the spirit of freedom, unisex dressing, and all that good stuff. I’m off to lock up my laundry now.

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