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Marc Jacobs in The LA Times, by Booth Moore:

After Marc Jacobs' groundbreaking, darkly romantic fall collection, all eyes were on him this week as everyone wondered: What will he do next? Leading up to Monday night, many fashion insiders were also making side bets on how late things would start after last season's show was delayed an hour and a half, prompting an apology on the designer's website.

Jacobs did not disappoint. Although he was ready on time — which in the fashion world means a half-hour late — the crowd was left waiting an extra 10 minutes for tardy celebs Lindsay Lohan and L'il Kim. Way to go, girls.

All was forgotten when the show opened with the Penn State University Band marching onto the runway playing a version of Nirvana's "Smells Like Teen Spirit" with trumpets blowing, drums thumping and batons twirling, signaling Jacobs' intent to revisit one of his favorite themes: teen angst.

Marc Jacobs in The New York Times, by Cathy Horyn:

The confetti that 30 minutes earlier had exploded from the ceiling in a silvery rain now lay in clumps on the bleachers. Caroline Kennedy had left with her two daughters. Uma Thurman had come and gone. Robert Duffy, the business partner of Marc Jacobs, stood on the littered runway. He remarked that there were things in Mr. Jacobs's show on Monday night that he had first seen him attempt at the start of his career. "But 15 or 18 years ago we had no money for beautiful fabrics, for embroidery," Mr. Duffy said. "We had, like, five pairs of shoes for a whole show."

Money changes everything. Mr. Jacobs opened his spring show with 95 members of the Penn State marching band, led by a spangled, baton-tossing majorette. He had the kind of magnificently stiff couture fabrics that would make Hubert de Givenchy tremble like a Chihuahua. He had diamond jewelry, crocodile shoes and examples of his new watch line.

But as Mr. Duffy suggested, a fashion show isn't just a 15-minute bath of excitement before you go to dinner. It represents the values and assumptions a designer has held most of his life. Money does make a difference, but only if the basic ideas are there in the first place.

Notice any difference in the quality of writing and thinking?

Posted by aalkon at September 16, 2005 11:39 AM

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You're right, but at the same time: who gives a shit?

Posted by: palookaville at September 16, 2005 12:06 PM

Dunno about you, but I like to read good writing, and you pretty much pay a good writer the same dollar as a mediocre (or worse) one.

Posted by: Amy Alkon at September 16, 2005 12:21 PM

This one was very Matt Welch

Posted by: Crid at September 16, 2005 1:22 PM

Why, thank you.

Wish I didn't have to read him in the Globe & Mail in Canada. Yet another extremely interesting writer and thinker who doesn't interest the LA Times.

Posted by: Amy Alkon at September 16, 2005 1:28 PM

Which one was supposed to be the good writing? They both read like star-sucking crap to me.

Posted by: Richard Bennett at September 16, 2005 9:54 PM

Well, I know the Times piece came from their new weekly fashion column, "On The Rags:."

Posted by: Mao See Tung at September 16, 2005 10:03 PM

1. Nobody reads in LA.

2. Both writers have failed to mention that Marc Jacobs has been recycling Fiorucci his entire career.

Posted by: Samara Morgan at September 18, 2005 2:20 PM

PS I'm not a fan of Marc Jacobs, for the most part. Why pay through the nose to look frumpy?

Posted by: Amy Alkon at September 18, 2005 2:51 PM

I'm happy to say that ths season, Little Red is the New Black.

Posted by: Mao See Tung at September 18, 2005 10:37 PM


Posted by: Amy Alkon at September 18, 2005 11:44 PM

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