Vera Wang Pre-Fall 2012

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[clo]

Lovely collection!

 

[Prairie]

When I looked at the first outfit, I almost thought that it's Alexander, not Vera.

 

[KemAlnagdy]

im not impressed at all , and i dont know why !

 

[disco54]

zzzzzzzzzzz she needs to stick to wedding dresses SERIOUSLY

 

[mackos]

My favourite pieces would be these few sheer daywear pieces, but I'm not sure neither about the evening wear nor the prints.

Loving the socks, though, they're fantastic

 

[Not Plain Jane]

It is in keeping with what she tried to do for Spring.

 

[Alexei]

I'm really loving Vera lately. Great variety and some interesting design details.

 

[Stereo_Flo]

By Nicole Phelps​

Vera Wang name-checked Jane Birkin and Yves Saint Laurent circa the late 1960's at her pre-fall presentation, but the influences weren't all that literal. On the one hand, she was interested in the offhand way that Birkin wore, say, a Paco Rabanne chain-mail dress in the same manner as a boy might toss on a dusty old T-shirt. And on the other hand, she was turned on by YSL's predilection for putting women in pantsuits and tuxedos. Not unlike on her Spring runway, many of Wang's looks featured a tailored coat or jacket and a short, wispy dress. And we do mean short. The micro hemlines of shifts were balanced here by ribbed socks that sometimes extended over the knee or by thick rib-knit shorts that gave the collection a sporty undertone.

When Wang wasn't tossing boleros or vests over dresses, she was layering them with sweaters for that boy-girl feeling. A bubble-skirted frock in a colorful kaleidoscope print and a cropped cardigan buttoned up the back rather than the front was among the collection's most striking pairings, second only to a bias-cut, cowl-neck dress in the same print topped by a charcoal wool car coat. For the most part, though, the designer's evening numbers were all woman. Their bold colors and stretchy silk charmeuse fabrics should serve Wang well with awards season around the corner.

-style​

by Chioma Nnadi​

Vera Wang recently moved her showroom from the hustle and bustle of New York’s Garment District to an airy space overlooking Madison Square Park. Geographically speaking, the new location is only ten blocks south of her old stomping grounds, but in many ways the neighborhoods are worlds apart. “It makes me feel like I’m in Europe,” said Wang this morning, standing by the window where Mario Batali’s Mediterranean food hall Eataly is visible through bare trees. Maybe this is why Wang’s new collection is partly a foreign affair, or what she might call a miniature love letter to Paris. “I’m having a tiny Jane Birkin moment,” she said. If there were any direct references to the Anglo-French icon they were deftly filtered through the designer’s distinctive lens: chiffon blouses with elongated silk ties, flirty painted wool miniskirts, and cropped pullovers designed to be worn with a decidedly urban insouciance. Building on last season’s abstracted prints, her psychedelic spin on Marie Antoinette’s wallpaper, the patterns had a similar modernist verve, and the swirling sunset palette on a short sheath dress was a shot of warmth in shades of gray. It’s the kind of thing she imagines her teenage daughter might shop for, “a tad more youthful than usual,” said Wang, who was swathed in a charcoal parka with tonal goat-hair trim.

But for all the women she had in mind this season, the clothes spoke to Wang’s own sense of style first and foremost. Skinny ribbed leggings and cycling shorts have become a second skin in the gamine designer’s working wardrobe. And if anyone can make schoolgirl socks worn knee-high look grown up and sophisticated, it’s Vera, even if the trickier layers might be harder to pull off for those past college age. A felted trench coat with transparent chiffon sleeves, on the other hand, is an alluring proposition no matter which side of the pond—or generation gap, or park—you happen to sit on.

-vogue​