2.24.2008

Horsey Set


Despite having a general disdain for most pastoral pursuits, I still enjoy the idea of escaping to the countryside for some fresh air. Throughout history, nobility has always been intrigued with having a little jaunt en plein air, and it usually called for an entirely different wardrobe and a relaxed state of social etiquette. Even the Romans had countryside estates, suggesting that it's an integral part of the human condition to be drawn out of our urban dwellings and out into the untold wilds of a hunting lodge.

I love the special ceremony that surrounds all things equestrian. The boots! The coat! That hat! And the excuse to wear a French braid. As a child, I rode horses and I refused to settle for anything less than a velvety black riding hat, as opposed to the barn's glorified bike helmet. Ah yes, I was such a precocious little tyke. It reminds me of how I also insisted on wearing the sash style uniform in girl scouts instead of the vest, going against the will of my troop. And I'd do it again I say! Eh, I was never a joiner. But I digress.

Carolina Herrera's Autumn '08 collection was a bold example of modern "haute hunting", and I'm here to say: tally ho! I love a look that sells a lifestyle (I'm an advertiser's dream, I know) and this is one lifestyle I think I could get used to. The collection notes describe the whole affair as "a riding jacket you grab from the mudroom over a crinkle chiffon gown for an elegant dinner on the farm." Just the sort of inherent irony of "roughing it" in the lap of luxury that delights me. Herrera says it reflects "the ease and sophistication of the outdoors," and her design director describes it as a "hunting party at Versailles." Fact of the day: Marie Antoinette was reported to have ridden astride the horse instead of sidesaddle, as her status and the social mores of her time would have proscribed.



Just when you thought Herrera was the only one jumping on this one way trip to trendy town, this month's Domino Magazine featured "Equestrian Chic."

A mere coincidence? Kismet? Or how about just freakin' stylish. Let's not forget last Fall's must-have footwear: the knee-high riding boot. The chicest houses have always had horse sense-- where would Gucci be without it's ubiquitous bit motif? Longchamp without its running horse? You know you coveted that Ralph Lauren polo shirt at one point. And what high-end house of couture started out as a saddle company? Hermes, that's who. While I can't quiet ever agree with painted plate sets (save for Piero Fornasetti's iconic Tema e Variazione plates), I agree that equestrian inspired wares have a classic style that can't be ignored.

"A horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse!" -Richard III, Shakespeare

2.22.2008

Keep your eyes peeled for orange

I'm obsessed with orange right now, so much so that I'm afraid I'll do something drastic-- like buy this bookcase from Cb2:

But even if I never take the plunge in buying furniture in this Hermes hue, you can bet I will be looking for it in clothing this Spring/Summer (more on my personal Spring color palette later), starting with:
C'est magnifique n'est-ce pas? I'm such a sucker for a good advertising campaign, and I'm so glad to see this classic brand revitalized in the last couple of years. Seattleites: while Nordstrom is busy with their snooze-worthy St. John displays, and pointless Chanel boutiques, you can buy Lanvin at Barney's. I leave you with another of my favorite ads from Autumn/Winter '07.

2.21.2008

Real Glamour


Here is my first bit of inspiration: the stunning Dorian Leigh, one of the first real supermodels (sorry Janice Dickinson).

Le premier.

This is the first post of the blog I've been thinking of writing for some time. It will be a slight melange of things, but mostly about interior design and fashion. I am excited to see how it evolves. The namesake of this blog is an homage to my favorite novel, The Fountainhead by Ayn Rand. The Enright House was designed by protagonist Howard Roark, who eschewed everything about traditional architecture and it's meaningless excess. He was a true minimalist, and as young girl reading this book for the first time I was deeply moved by his honesty, as well as his innovative style.

"I aspire" was the motto of author Truman Capote, and I like it because it seems like a phrase that is filled with hope, and yet is still ambiguous. I aspire to be many things, and I think if I remember his motto I will never lack in motivation. As far as Mr. Capote, he intrigues me for a number of reasons, but mostly because I've always wished that I could have attended his famous "Black & White Ball." So I'm putting this out now-- if you ever need a +1 for a masked ball, black & white or otherwise, let me know. On a similar note, I can be packed for Paris in practically no time.

In the end, I aspire to inspire-- to inform, and to give my input on anything that enters my mind at a given time. If anyone enjoys reading it, then I will be a success; I will have built my own Enright House.