Who's Holding the Handbag? By Deirdre van Dyk/New York
On a recent Saturday afternoon in Manhattan, Anika, 26, an investment banker, was doing what many women of her generation do on weekends: she was shopping with her mother. And enjoying it. No surprise, either, that both mother and daughter ended up considering the same pair of J Brand jeans. Initially meant for Anika, the jeans caught her mother's eye too. "I'd wear those to your father's club with a blazer and heels," she said.
Retailers of the world, take note: If you want to get into a boomer's pocketbook, you've got to win her daughter over first. According to Resource Interactive, an Ohio-based marketing company, young adults influence 88% of household apparel purchases. It makes sense since members of the millennial generation—those born between 1980 and 2000—are closer to their parents than are members of any previous generation. Millennials and their parents not only take vacations together and text each other several times a day but also consult each other on what to buy. And more often than not, the millennials are the more informed consumers.
"They've never known life without a computer—they can take in 20 hours' worth of information in seven hours," says Nancy Kramer, CEO of Resource Interactive. "There isn't a brand or a trend these kids aren't aware of." Which is why boomer mothers who want to keep abreast of the trends turn to the experts in discriminating shopping—their daughters.
NPD Group's chief retail analyst, Marshal Cohen, estimates that the number of 18-to-24-year-olds shopping with Mom has grown 8% over the past three years. And what goes on in the dressing room is markedly different than in past generations. Unlike their mothers, boomer women don't want to adopt the ladies-who-lunch look, but at the same time they want to avoid that mutton-dressed-as-lamb look.
"What we hear women say," says Doug Harrison of the Harrison Group, a research firm that conducts surveys for LVMH, Neiman Marcus and others, "is they want clothes that 'make me feel like I've still got it but acknowledge that I'm mature and I've accomplished something.'"
Conventional retail wisdom holds that you can't sell clothes that appeal to both age groups—it takes the edgy element off the brand if Mom is wearing it, and when a store skews too trendy, it alienates its older customers. But not everyone is playing by the rules. Bergdorf Goodman threw this thinking aside three years ago when it restyled its contemporary floor, rechristening it 5F. With a DJ playing world music rather than rap, a caf� open to the floor and a mix of clothing labels designed more for an aesthetic than for a precise age, the department store has managed to appeal to boomer women without losing its younger customers. Shira Lauter, V.P. of merchandising for the fifth floor, notices that when a mother and daughter shop together, the store tends to get a bigger sale. The most striking area of influence is in premium denim, which daughters—for whom low-rise jeans serve as both day and evening wear—have nudged their mothers into trying.
One of the first retailers to target a psychographic instead of a demographic was the wildly popular Scoop NYC specialty store. "We don't think about age," says fashion director Danielle de Marne, 26, who fills Scoop NYC stores with everything from Splendid T shirts to Azzedine Ala�a dresses. "We buy for a woman with body confidence. Nothing is off-limits anymore."
De Marne's own mother benefits from her daughter's expertise. "She had a tendency not to go for flattering silhouettes, so I buy for her here," says De Marne. "She trusts my taste." Her last successful score was to get her mother—a 56-year-old teacher—to try belting a long KA7 cardigan over Citizens of Humanity jeans. But De Marne says she has also seen millennials pushing their mothers to buy things they want for themselves, something NPD's Cohen says he sees frequently. "The mother buys it," he says. "And six months later, it's in the daughter's closet."
Designer Tory Burch says she intentionally designs clothing that can be worn in different ways and so attracts both demographics to her stores. While the daughter might wear one of Burch's signature tunics belted as a minidress, the mother can wear it over skinny jeans. "It's all in how you style it," says Burch, 41, whose stepdaughters, both in their early 20s, recently persuaded her to wear skinny jeans.
The millennials' appetite for luxury is good news for retailers because, as Harrison points out, "it wears off on the parents around them." One look at a college parking lot full of Audis, Saabs and BMWs demonstrates that this generation isn't waiting to "earn" its luxury products and services; it already feels entitled to them. "There's an expectation that they deserve luxury now—it's not something you wait for and earn," says James Chung, president of Reach Advisors, who is working on a survey of purchasing behavior of young women. "I call them the prematurely affluent generation."
So who's paying the bills? Generally, when you have the parent in the store, you have the wallet in the store, according to Cohen. So stores have to influence not only the consumer but also the credit-card holder. Which can be tricky. Take designer sunglasses, for instance. "The mother wants the discreet logo at the temple," says Cohen, "and her daughter wants the logo to be bigger than the lens." So a slightly different product might be needed for each shopper, and different marketing—different ads. "Welcome to the new world," says Cohen. "You can't just sell to one market segment."
Not Your Mother's China By Marion Hume/Beijing
"I don't need a man to buy me anything," says Bao Bao Wan, 26, as she caresses her orange Hermès Birkin bag, a recent splurge. Wan, a fine-jewelry designer who splits her time between Beijing and Hong Kong, knows exactly the kind of guy she'd like to meet. "He'll probably have to be Western. Chinese men just don't get women from the new generation."
China's new generation of young women share the same dreams as many of their Western sisters: find a great job, meet a great man. The difference is that many of the more than 200 million young adults under 30 in China today are already experiencing a lifestyle both unattainable and unimaginable to their mothers, who grew up in Mao's China and then started families when Deng Xiaoping launched the one-child policy in 1979. Wan, who can easily command the best private room at a local restaurant, explains the generation gap as her chopsticks hover over the lunchtime dumplings.
"During the Cultural Revolution, my mother was sent to the countryside, and I don't mean Southampton!" says Wan, whose mother had to toil on a farm. Despite their generational divide, Wan says her mother is supportive of her choices. Wan's preferred uniform of skintight leather pants and sleek white shirt unbuttoned to reveal a flash of lacy bra, for example, is a far cry from the Mao jacket her mother had to wear. "If I dress a little bit sexy, she thinks I look beautiful," Wan says. "I'm the youth she didn't have."
While Wan admits she's not an average Beijinger (she was educated in the U.S. and France and now lives part-time in Hong Kong), she says her hometown friends share the same angst experienced by friends in Manhattan. "Chinese girls are not as conservative as you think," she says, laughing. Her life in Beijing is spent forging her career, shopping for luxury goods, partying at private clubs and, of course, trying to meet the right guy.
But China's Me generation also has to prove adept at surfing a culture that's changing at a dizzying speed. While the rise of the Chinese economy is not unexpected, it's happening faster than anyone would have predicted. According to a Credit Suisse study, income among 20-to-29-year-olds grew 34% in the past three years, with a third of the same age group using credit cards—a concept largely foreign to previous generations. And yet the urban dwellers in this demographic don't seem the least bit disoriented by the booming capitalist-within-communist system—a fact that's not lost on European luxury retailers.
"Because China went through a recent dark age, because their mothers didn't have things, this generation is learning afresh," says Fendi ceo Michael Burke, who last fall branded the Great Wall with Fendi's double-F logo and held its first-ever fashion show there, setting the stage for more brand expansion. "They don't have a generation before them to refer to style-wise, so they are daring with the choices they make."
These young women are also incredibly ambitious. When Wan met Dior CEO Sidney Toledano at a recent dinner, for example, she asked him to invest in her company. "Why not?" Wan asks, shrugging and gesticulating so that the tiny diamond-encrusted gold butterfly perched on the bamboo-style ring on her finger trembles. "It's tragic," she says, talking about the ring. "The ephemeral butterfly is a Chinese girl expected to accept the solid bamboo, which can never change. Every piece of my jewelry represents myself and a generation of Chinese women who are fragile yet very bold and crazy."
No word back from Toledano yet, but Wan, who calls herself a communist girl living in a capitalist world, says she can see the day when the luxury-goods trade in China will no longer be a one-way street. "I want to be a brand. I want to make beautiful things that are appreciated by people both here and in Europe," she says. "China has taken on the American Dream: if you work toward what you want and if you are smart enough, you'll get it."
Of course, not all of the young adults have the guanxi (connections) to rival Wan's. Her father is a government minister and her grandfather Wan Li was the chairman of the National People's Congress Standing Committee. Like Wan, Wendy Ye, 28, an evening-wear designer, also grew up in a privileged world. Her mother was a show host, an honor reserved for the most beautiful and demure, while her paternal grandfather Ye Jianying was one of Mao's top officials and was later judged a hero after he arrested the notorious Gang of Four.
Ye is engaged to an American banker. For their wedding next fall, she will wear a gown of her own design—in contrast to her mother, who got married in a Mao suit. "She's so happy for me," says Ye. "Although my dad was a little surprised when I told him I was marrying a foreigner, because Chinese are very proud of being Chinese."
Sipping her Starbucks in Soho—that's Soho Beijing, a chic residential, shopping and office development, which, like its London and New York equivalents, is great for people watching—Ye describes herself as a trend setter. She was the first in her crowd to sport a tan, she says, and her acrylic nails—currently in a black-lace-and-diamanté pattern—are deemed so radical, her manicurist photographs them so that other girls can copy them. Today Ye is dressed in a pair of skinny pants that she picked up in L.A. ("I've been into supertight for years") and a 1930s-style satin blouse bought locally ("It's not really vintage—Chinese don't wear old clothes"), accessorized by a black-diamond Chanel J12 watch.
At night—Beijing is a party town—Ye wears silk gowns by Studio Regal, the label she started four years ago after graduating from London's St. Martins fashion school. Her designs are gaining in popularity among the social set. "Before, if there was a Dior party, people thought they had to wear Dior," says Ye. "Now, no one wants to bump into someone wearing the same dress. The slavishness is finished."
Ye adds that another reason she has found her niche is that Western luxury brands are mostly selling bags and shoes in China. She counts among her favorites Fendi, Valentino and Chanel. And among fashionistas trying to convey their insider knowledge, below-the-radar names like Loro Piana and Bottega Veneta are desirable. "Louis Vuitton is for girls from second-tier cities now," she says, deeming the company old news because it has been in China for more than a decade. Indeed, Louis Vuitton has been so successful here that its name is used as a generic term for luxury.
At 31, Jessica Zhang is a little older than the Me generation, but she identifies with what the twentysomethings are achieving. Zhang, who helms the Beijing branch of Quintessentially, a global concierge business, is the daughter of a doctor and a teacher from Changchun in northeast China. She learned English herself, eventually saving enough to tour Thailand and seven European cities. "I sat in small cafés, and I watched people. My English was not good, I had very little money, and I was lonely," she says. "I thought then I would live abroad, but now everyone is focused on China, so I'm here."
Quintessentially Beijing is basically a finishing school for the new rich. "We educate our members in a nice way," she says. "They want to learn what fork to use, what wine to choose." She might accompany clients to Fauchon, the French luxury-food emporium that opened a three-story outpost in Shin Kong Place, one of Beijing's glittering luxury malls. Fauchon, where everything—from the glazed éclairs to the brioche—is exactly comme en France, also holds regular "how to" evenings. "We explain you don't put mustard in coffee," says Natalie Monlezun, Fauchon's marketing manager. "French tastes are so very new here.They don't know what goes with what."
Across town is Beijing's new Seasons Place shopping center, where the anchor tenant is a Lane Crawford store, currently the Hong Kong retailer's only beachhead in mainland China. Inside the store is a surprise—not just because the interior features art installations that would make even the most rarefied of U.S. retailers start thinking of upping their game—but because of the labels on the racks: Maison Martin Margiela, Vanessa Bruno, Rick Owens. "We don't even have Rick Owens in Hong Kong!" says Bonnie Brooks, president of the Lane Crawford Joyce Group. "The speed at which this level of sophistication has been reached here is something that has surprised us. Young Beijingers are now so fashion savvy, they already want the not-so-showy labels."
They also want private clubs to go with their "insider" labels. One such place is the Lan Club, a 60,000-sq-ft. (5,600 sq m) Philippe Starck-designed dining space that is a favorite among Beijing's wealthy hipsters. When Zhang's clients want to book a private room here, she calls owner Danny Wang. A handsome man-about-town, Wang is the Ian Schrager of Beijing. His next glossy project, which should be finished by the time the Olympics get under way, is the city's first cutting-edge designer hotel.
Although Wang talks about being caught up in the communist-capitalist boom, he has a dream that stretches beyond the rampant consumerism that has captivated his generation. "One or two years ago, I thought this would never be possible," he says. And he is not talking about an even bigger restaurant or another collaboration with Starck but rather a project that entails building a free hospital for those left behind in China's dazzling boom.
"Those of us with wealth have responsibility," says Wang, who thinks the current consumer obsession is the natural first flush of excitement. "Our future cannot just be about that. It must be about combining wealth with a meaningful life."
Under Cover By Sarah Raper Larenaudie/Dubai
Give or take a few Inshallahs, the sound track inside the glass conference room at a far-flung MTV affiliate in Dubai one recent morning was pretty familiar. As several young television producers filed into the room, chitchat turned to coffee orders, music preferences and fashion. "Check out Wesam, man. Is that Lomar? That script is hot."
This was no hipster haiku between a cool T shirt and a pair of customized jeans. Instead, playing out across the table was a magnificently absurd Fashion Moment: two young guys in identical Middle Eastern white robes critiquing a third guy's robe.
The routine had YouTube potential. Maybe they were spoofing colleagues at the music channel, most of whom were wearing trendy jeans and T shirts. These might be the same pranksters who had taped a crime-scene-style outline of a dead body under the reverential oil paintings of the ruling sheiks downstairs. ("That's Sam—he got promoted," a woman walking by had explained, nodding at the tape.)
On closer inspection, one white thobe, as the traditional long men's robe worn in Dubai and other gulf states is known, looked crisper than the others. Cut closer to the body, it was more tunic than caftan, and there was a subtle tone-on-tone embroidery in Arabic script on the lapel. With a Diesel watch and highlighted hair, Wesam Kattan, 27, the Saudi brand manager at the music channel, looked as if he had bypassed the Hugo Boss and Prada suits hanging in his closet that morning, opting instead for Middle Eastern mod.
Kattan is in excellent company. Across the region, where about half the population in key markets is under 25, fashion-loving teenagers and twentysomethings are fixated on traditional garments like the thobe and the women's long, black abaya and head scarf—but only once they've been souped up to reflect the wearers' personal style. Chic schoolgirls in Dubai snub abaya stores at the mall and order full-length robes from tailors who specialize in more fitted cuts with bold butterfly appliqués and floral embroideries. (Underneath, of course, they're wearing the same jeans and tops as their peers in Europe). Abayas with kimono sleeves lined in bright silks and studded with Swarovski crystals are also popular. Even fashion's biggest names are weighing in on the craze. At Villa Moda's Kuwait City store beginning in May, clients can special-order retooled dishdasha robes, head scarves and abayas from Western designers like Tom Ford, Dries Van Noten and Jil Sander.
"Some people see the abaya as oppressive. I wear it by choice," says Sidiqa Sohail, 17, a senior at a private girls' school in Dubai, as she and her best friend, Rawaa Talass, scout stores at Dubai's Mall of the Emirates. "It's so funky, don't you think?" Sohail is showing off her full black sleeve, trimmed with a river of subtle garnet beading. She stops and flips her matching head scarf. "Dalo'oua," she giggles. Talass laughs and translates the slang for spoiled brat. Talass is wearing a sleeveless top and pants and says she never wears the abaya or covers her head. At school it's the same thing; some girls do, others don't. But both narrow their eyes warily as a wild-looking group of girls strolls past in garish tops and accessories with their standard-issue abayas worn open over tight-fitting jeans.
"I understand the girls you saw," Nayla Yared, project manager of Dubai International Fashion Week, comments later. "It's really tough for them. They are still wearing the abaya, but they are exposed to all these Western influences by satellite TV and Internet, and they are trying to find a way out."
They sound like designer Rabia Zargarpur's target clients. Her new label, Rabia Z., is dedicated to conservative ready-to-wear and features separates that cover the arms and fit loosely around the hips. She received so much attention during fashion week that she says she can't believe the larger fashion chains are ignoring this segment. "The young generation wants to wear the hijab and be trendy too," says Zargarpur, 31, who studied fashion and business in the U.S. Her goal is to meet the standards of modesty, no abaya needed. Criticism from some older wearers of the niqab—the veil favored by conservatives that covers everything but the eyes—has been harsh. "One of them said, 'This is wrong,' but you know, she's not my target—she's not struggling. I admire her, but frankly, not all of us have that level of faith," Zargarpur says. "But on the other hand, I have failed my client if a woman wearing my clothes was called a muhajababe."
That's the title of a recent book on the "sexy, devout" Middle East youth culture by English journalist Allegra Stratton. A twist on muhajabah (one who veils), the term refers to girls who pair black hipster pants and stilettos with black sheer head scarves wrapped tight. For some, covering up becomes a pure act of fashion. "The friends of ours that are veiling are doing it because a tight head scarf and a tight outfit is a good look, they think," a Jordanian girl tells Stratton.
That ambiguity ignites Internet chat rooms and riles grannies. They're unnerved by the way fashion is scrambling the signals of dress, blurring the distinctions between those who cover their body and head for religious reasons and everyone else. And it's not just the muhajababes. The plain black abaya accessorized with gaudy logo sunglasses and flashy jewelry also draws flak. It seems silly to correlate bling wattage and spirituality, but change the context and imagine the Amish adding diamanté trims to their brown, wool, buttonless dresses. What would be the point? That unease spills over into media and advertising. Even the normally freewheeling mtv executives praised—and laughed at—agency ideas for commercials that focused on dress, but they ultimately rejected them. One mixed traditional dress with an Abba Dancing Queen sound track, and another scenario smiled at the way Saudi girls slip in and out of their abayas on takeoff and touchdown when flying abroad. Both ads were deemed too risqué.
From customization it's just a baby step to more radical challenges to the rules, especially for trendsetters in countries like Saudi Arabia, where Islamic dress codes are strictly enforced. In most parts of the world, fashion's capacity for revolution seems spent, but in the Middle East, fashion looks like a subtle but powerful tool for rebels and reformers trying to provoke the Establishment and connect with a younger generation. In the cosmopolitan Saudi Arabian port city of Jidda, the girls have taken to letting their cowl scarves rest on their shoulders, tugging them into place over their head only if they feel harassed by men. Or skipping the traditional scarves altogether. Local designer Sarah Bin Hejaila proposes a perky alternative—a newsboy cap tricked out with a printed bandanna. At the cafés near the medical school, female students substitute their white lab coats—unbuttoned—for the black robes. In Iran, the authorities keep an eye on the trends; in December, the Tehran police chief announced he was cracking down on "tight trousers tucked inside long boots while wearing short overcoats," which he said violated Islamic rules.
As always in this region, it's simpler for the guys. Lomar was launched six years ago by a husband-and-wife team, Loai Nassem and Mona al-Haddad, who started with a few designs produced by a tailor working out of their house in Jidda. Along with their partners Eissa Bougary and Marwan Qutub of the 3 Points ad agency, they noticed that the younger generation was ditching the thobe (traditionally favored by 90% of Saudi males, Bougary said) and choosing Nike and Puma instead. "If you do not provide young people with a local solution that fits their lifestyle, they will buy Western clothes," says Bougary. The loose-fitting thobe has survived because it's better suited to the hot desert climate than clingy European and American designs. It's also easier, he argues, because there are no shirts, belts, ties or socks to coordinate.
Today Lomar has two stores, and it will open five more, including ones in Bahrain and Dubai, later this year. The brand's big breakthrough was replacing the traditional buttons with a zipper. Plus, the brand offers activity-specific thobes: Beach, with its fast-drying fabric, is sold for a day at the seaside. Walk boasts a rubber-band hem for exercising. While Bougary says the brand would never "draw faces or bodies" on its designs—figurative art like this may be frowned upon in some Islamic countries—a recent collection, Tattoo, featured an unusual graffiti-like motif. A few conservatives complained, but Bougary says it only cements Lomar's street credibility. "Wearing Lomar says, 'I am Saudi, but I am a progressive Saudi,'" he insists.
The next obvious step would be women's wear. "With the women's side, it's bordering on something religious," says Bougary hesitantly. "We thought about it, but in the end we think we are better concentrating on thobes."
Both niqabis and muhajababes source the rules for modest dress to the same handful of verses from the Koran and the Hadith, as the examples of Muhammad's life are known. One of the most commonly cited instructions: "Enjoin your wives, your daughters, and the wives of true believers to draw their veils close to them. That is more proper, so that they may be recognized and not be molested." But interpretations of how to apply the recommendations today vary tremendously.
"It doesn't say anything about black," said Jidda-based designer Bin Hejaila, 33, as she settled into a chair at a Starbucks in Paris in December. "I noticed that all the Chanel windows show mannequins wearing head scarves. I was so happy to see that," she said as she opened her laptop and clicked through photographs of her designs in feminine flowing bright silks. The great-granddaughter of a Saudi general who liaised with Lawrence of Arabia, Bin Hejaila launched her line Niyaah (Arabic for intention) with an afternoon fashion show and tea for 250 at a trendy restaurant in Jidda in March 2006. Her website is clear about her priorities: to "serve God and Islam" and promote "dignity through fashion."
"Islamic clothing for women across the Arabian Peninsula historically was rich in color and embroidery," says Bin Hejaila, "so who are these guys in Saudi deciding we must all be in black?" Which is funny because she is in black, from her cap-with-bandanna to her patent-trimmed coat and patent Miu Miu boots.
After studies in the U.S. and a stint at Citibank, Bin Hejaila changed direction, adopting the hijab after a post-9/11 pilgrimage to Mecca in 2001. "I love dressing up and having people around me looking good. At first I found nothing to wear," she says. Others began asking about her mod ensembles, so she signed up for design courses in Italy and hired seamstresses to produce her ideas. Her biggest thrill came when she wore one of her designs, a puff of ruffles, to an international luxury conference and caught the eye of hip New York designer Zac Posen. He paid her the ultimate compliment, she remembers, when he asked, "Is it religion, or is it fashion?"
Generation No Logo By Michiko Toyama/Tokyo
"If given a thousand dollars, a young Japanese consumer wouldn't spend it on a big, brand-name item. They would go for quality stuff with no logo," says Masaaki Homma, 37, the designer of Mastermind Japan, a pioneer of what's known in Tokyo as "street luxury," a combination of street fashion and traditional Japanese craftsmanship.
"Young connoisseurs are not swayed by prevailing media trends," he says. "They evaluate goods rather coolly." Indeed, Homma is part of a growing population of young Japanese designers and consumers who value luxury over look-at-me logos.
"There will always be people who love a logo," says Jason Lee Coates, a Tokyo-based "cool" hunter and sales and marketing director of H3O, a fashion-p.r. company. "Except now people are starting to learn that luxury and status don't always need a big flashy symbol." Appealing to this younger generation, local lines such as Heddie Lovu denim and Kenji Ikeda bags are looking to European brands like Bottega Veneta and Herm�s as examples of luxury houses that shun logos.
Homma launched Mastermind Japan in 1997 with a collection featuring skull motifs—a signature that became popular among Tokyo's street-fashion tribes. But it was the extraordinary caliber of the fabrics used in Homma's meticulously constructed designs that ultimately caught the eye of fans like Karl Lagerfeld. Researching state-of-the-art techniques, Homma has developed distinctive materials such as laser-printed leather and waterproof silk (which is traditionally used for kimonos).
"Homma has a great eye. He recognizes the finest quality," says Masanori Nishikawa, a knitwear-factory owner and artisan who teaches at Tokyo's prestigious Bunka Fashion College. "He has the guts to try something challenging. So if I propose new techniques, he identifies with them immediately and adopts them."
Although Homma now shows his collection in Paris and his clothes are sold at 35 local and 20 overseas shops, he didn't always find it easy to get his message across. When he started out, local buyers and journalists dismissed him as an unknown. It wasn't until Homma showed his collection in Paris in 2001 that he began to attract the attention of several buyers. "It was in the midst of a Uniqlo boom in Japan, when people were wondering how to look cool in Uniqlo's $8 pieces," recalls Homma. "My stuff was already said to be expensive, so I decided to improve on it and go all the way to make really high-quality clothes." In 2002 a buyer from Maxfield in Los Angeles took note and ordered 20 pieces, including a $2,000 skull-patterned hand-knit cashmere sweater. Celebrities like Tom Cruise and Justin Timberlake began wearing Mastermind Japan, and sales of Homma's clothes took off.
"When people were all going in the direction thinking that it would be O.K. to make low-priced clothes at a mediocre level, I just went in the opposite way," explains Homma. He was reacting to Japan's shrinking artisanal market and to the exodus of its production facilities to China. Not only were factories closing, but the high-volume plants that remained in business were filled with foreigners, as if they were outposts of Chinese factories.
"They will all go home eventually," says Homma. "The time will come when we won't be able to make fine clothes anymore because only the high-volume plants will survive. Fine artisans will all be forced out of business."
Like Homma, Sachiyo Ikemoto, 33, the designer behind Japanese denim brand Heddie Lovu, cherishes Japanese artisanal work. "I wanted a good-looking pair of jeans that I could wear for decades," she says. "Like a denim version of an Herm�s Birkin bag. But I couldn't find them, so I had to make them myself."
To create the jeans without compromising on color, shape or texture, Ikemoto spent a year living in Japan's denim mecca, Okayama Prefecture, working with local craftsmen to develop everything from the thread to the design. Today Heddie Lovu jeans are among the best-selling premium jeans at Tokyo's prime shopping complex Omotesando Hills.
"To me, brands are all about individuality now. Logos are not important," says Kenji Ikeda, 33, a handbag designer who once worked at Givenchy and has started his own no-logo label. When Ikeda launched his brand in 2003, the first thing he did was hire two full-time craftsmen. "If I got a high-caliber staff to create high-quality products, I believed that it would yield results," recalls Ikeda, whose concept proved to be right. In 2006, sales of his handbags increased 170% over the previous year.
"People are learning, and the market is maturing," says Kiyoshi Takimoto, a co-designer, with Kazuhiro Kushida, of Coffy, a new Japanese leather-accessories brand that is popular among twentysomething women. "Luxury brands without quality are going nowhere and are only ephemeral."
For his part, Coates says he applauds consumers who seek more exceptional forms of luxury, which, according to him, owe their existence to a global respect for the skills needed to create luxury goods. In the same spirit, Mastermind Japan's Homma says he always credits the people involved in his creative process, from textile workers to patternmakers. "I'm always moved by their know-how," he says. "That's what propels me to design. There are still so many fine processing technologies buried in Japan that can surprise the world. My job is just to introduce the technology and beauty of 'made in Japan' to the world."
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