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NYFW Trends to Know

I am currently picturing you guys as Jerry Maguire (which is such a compliment because 1996 Tom Cruise is so handsome) shouting passionately into your phones — only instead of yelling about how you need a visual aid for money, you’re exclaiming, “Show me the trends! SHOW ME THE TRENDS!”

So fine! Jeez. No need to get loud. Ready? At New York Fashion Week, it was all about…

Buttons That Reach

Toggle loops without the Paddington Bear buttons; an elegant way to show skin in moderation; a fantastic fashion hack for too-tight clothes.

As seen at: Altuzarra, Cushnie et Ochs, Derek Lam

Swimsuits For the Street

Trust: these are the new wardrobe staple, great for high waist trousers but more than okay to sling low below the hip holes.

As seen at: Baja East, CG, Cushnie et Ochs, Edun, Marc Jacobs, Michael Kors, Ralph Lauren and Rosie Assoulin

Fringe for the Pun of It

The fabric doesn’t matter so long as it shimmies as you shake.

As seen at: Edun, Dion Lee, DVF, Tory Burch, Rodebjer, Baja East, Delpozo, Altuzarra, Givenchy, Christian Siriano and Marc Jacobs

Chic Schlubbing For When You’re Over and Under It

You can be overwhelmed, and you can be underwhelmed, but can you ever be just…whelmed? Your pants can when paired with a tunic a la Portland post-grunge circa 10 Things I Hate About You.

As seen at: Creatures of the Wind, Baja East, Derek Lam, Creatures of Comfort, Dion Lee, Tory Burch, BCBG, Givenchy, Opening Ceremony, Public School, Sally LaPointe and Tome

Paper Bag Your Pants Even If You Don’t Pack a Lunch

You can try this now if you own a pair of trousers two sizes too big and a belt that fastens tight.

As seen at: Public School, Trademark, BCBG, Creatures of Comfort, Tibi, Tome and 3.1 Phillip Lim

Carwash Skirts for the 1-2 Punch

Length that lets your legs breathe for once.

As seen at: Marc Jacobs, Edun, CG, Michael Kors

Thanksgiving Pants to Wear to Sunday Brunch

New York wants you to relax — and who are you to argue with New York? It’s the next wave of athleisure: let’s call it couch-core.

As seen at: Baja East, Ryan Roche, Creatures of Comfort, Public School and Derek Lam

Waists That Dip Low With Pride

A rebellion against the 70s; the 2000s are officially back.

As seen at: Ryan Roche, Public School, Derek Lam, Baja East and Creatures of Comfort

Shoestring Laces With Nothing to Hide

They’re exposed and they don’t care who know it. Corset-up.

As seen at: Alexander Wang, Derek Lam, Givenchy, Ralph Lauren, Rodarte and Rosie Assoulin

Slits That’ll Make You Shave Your Upper Thigh

Or not — these slits are so sexy they may empower you to do just the opposite.

As seen at: Altuzarra, Baja East, Cushnie et Ochs, Dion Lee, Marc Jacobs and Narciso Rodriguez

Dresses That Are as Much of a Catch as You Are

They cast a wide net if you’re in the market for a cool update on the summer dress.

A s seen at: Dion Lee, Proenza Schouler, Eckhaus Latta, Adam Lippes, Rag & Bone

Dangling Earrings So Others H(ear) You Roar

And even if they can’t hear, they’ll be able to see. These baubles are bold.

As seen at: Proenza Schouler, Ralph Lauren, Rodarte, Rosie Assoulin, Tome, Tory Burch, Alexander Wang, Cushnie et Ochs, Derek Lam and Jason Wu

Something to Slip Into for Day or Bed

It doesn’t matter where you’re going so long as whatever you’re in plays the coy role of, “I just threw this on.”

As seen at: Calvin Klein, Alexander Wang, Creatures of the Wind, Givenchy, Maiyet, Narciso Rodriguez, Sally LaPointe, Tibi, Tome, Victoria Beckham and Wes Gordon

Clothes That Embrace the Beauty of Loose Ends

Doesn’t every startup owner say that nothing gets done if you’re too tied up in the details?

As seen at: Derek Lam, Givenchy, Marc Jacobs, Public School and Rosie Assoulin

And Ruffles Fit for a Queen — Which Concludes Our Trends!

Big in New York, bigger in London. Who wants to bet they’re going to straight up explode in Milan? See you there…

As seen at: Delpozo, Derek Lam, Jason Wu, Oscar de la Renta, Cushnie et Ochs, 3.1 Phillip Lim, Proenza Schouler, Rosie Assoulin, Tibi, Tome and Zimmermann

Now tell us your favorites below. You guys complete me.

Collages by Patrick Keohane of @RSTheory, Elizabeth Tamkin and Krista Anna Lewis

Photographs via Vogue Runway and NowFashion.com

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Six Days of Outfits, Fashion Week Edition

Written in partnership with our fashion week buddies and simultaneous enablers, Cadillac. 

Thank you

All

For allowing me

To

Indulge my narcissism twice yearly at the end of New York Fashion Week when I get to do my favorite activity — google myself! — very thoroughly, with no remorse, without needing to explain myself and most importantly, while drinking a cappuccino in a hotel breakfast room with a bowl of granola to my left and a small cup of scrambled eggs (that taste like truffles or something!) to my right. There is also a plate with tomatoes and fruit and one pastry that looks kind of Jewish (there is jelly in the middle of it) right in front of me but that seemed irrelevant to share until just now when I shared it.

So anyway, welcome to this season’s episode of The What I Wores, now called Six Days of Outfits. If the week in dressing was a runway collection and I was scrambling to call it something in order to convey its cohesiveness, I’d call it FernGully: The Lost Denim. Because even though I did wear jeans twice, that is a pale number in comparison to how frequently I usually wear them. Could it be that I am finally sick of denim?

Hold on.

Am I having an epiphany?

Could it be that I am trying so hard to put off the end of summer (sandals in 50-degree London, mini dresses at Synagogue) because I don’t want to return to the pants I have previously called home? Have sequins and surf pants and cotton twill tops that create the illusion that I don’t have fingertips finally eclipsed ripped denim as the wears of a casual dresser? Because there I am, in Exhibit A, wearing a Peter Pilotto dress that is arguably formal but paired with a striped shirt fastened around my waist. Let’s skip Exhibit B for a second and consider the jumpsuit of C. It’s a one stop shop — a single sartorial sentence that says the same thing every time you wear it. Then there is the knit set of option D. Pajamas disguised as day wear and per that starry dress (it is Magda Butrym, by the way!), that’s practically Exhibit A revisited but with America (pre-Marc Jacobs!) more literally on the mind.

Anyway, I’ll shut up. I can see how this prose might be distracting from what’s important here, which is ultimately what I wore and why I wore it and how I wore it so follow the black cursor-laden road to the slideshow where credits and comments flow like salmon in Norwegian waters.

Speaking of which, update: The Jewish pastry was weird. I am now eating a piece of braided dough with raisins sprinkled throughout.

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The Diary of a Fashion Publicist During NYFW

Play catch up: see what Leandra wore during NYFW, what it’s like to have your dad drive you to fashion shows and anything you may have missed from London.

A common misconception about NYFW is that it’s all fun. Or glamour. And yes, it certainly has its moments. But when it’s 6 a.m. and you’re on a plane ride back from your best friend’s wedding the Sunday of Labor Day weekend because there’s so much work to be done…you’ve had more fun. And there’s certainly been more glamour.

What was that tag line on that bad MTV show, Diary? “You think you know, but you have no idea.” (It was, I just googled it.) So hi. It’s Gabby, I’m a publicist at PR Consulting, and this is my NYFW Diary.

DAY 1: September 10th. And we’re off.

During NYFW, each publicist at PRC has his or her own event to oversee from list creation to seating, but we all play a role and help out on every client’s show. It’s the most.

After being held up at the IRO store for a celebrity fitting (it’s okay, I’ve been stalking this actress for a while) I rushed to Creatures of Comfort, reported backstage and got my headset.

I’d choose a headset over a crown just about any day. A headset has way more power.

We had a few fire drills but as always, the team band-of-brothered together so that the guests could focus on the clothes. The collection was beautiful, the guests left happy, I charged my phone to almost 60% and then ran off to the following show: Adam Selman.

Adam is one of the most exciting designers in NY right now, creating clothes for the consummate bad girl. He’s also one of the nicer humans walking around the earth today.

I was stationed backstage with Adam, facilitating interviews and batting photographers away. I hate being staffed on photo. Most photographers who show up are crashing; each one has an elaborate story about why they should be let in and it almost always relates back to that they’re shooting for Mario Testino.

Once it was lights down, music up and girls out, I rushed to the front to try and see the show. I’m always the last and shortest person in standing so I spend a lot of time watching collections from the phone of whoever’s in front of me.

DAY 2: September 11th. Seating Politics.

Today I had to make twenty seats appear from nowhere. Still, seating is one of my favorite parts of the show. You have to approach it like you’re throwing a dinner party, taking into consideration who gets along well, who would make a fun photo and who might see best over some large floral arrangement.

I think people assume the process is a lot cattier than it actually is, but for the most part, we like to keep everyone seated equal according to title and with his or her team. I mean, after all, it really is all about getting a great view of the clothes. Right?

Today was also an important reminder that there is more going on in New York and the world than NYFW. It was nice that so many designers took a moment during their shows to remember that as well.

DAY 3: September 12th. What day is it? Sunday?

It’s Saturday, and I had the rare honor of actually going to a show! Two of my oldest friends at my first job, Oscar de la Renta, debuted their new line. The show was amazing. Monse. Google it. You won’t forget it.

After seeing how the other half live, I rushed to Altuzarra where I worked front of house. “Hamish? Glenda? Hi. This way.”

The Altuzarra show ran as beautifully as the collection photographed. Once it ended, I went back to the office — Europe is looming. I toyed with the idea of going out but instead plugged away until midnight and watched my friends enjoy our youth on Snapchat.

DAY 4: September 13th. A Crash Course in Crashers.

Front of house at Hood By Air’s morning show was full of them.

The crashing element tests a whole new skill set. The good crasher will graciously admit that they don’t have a ticket but they wanted to see if they could get in. The bad crasher will spend a great deal of time searching through his or her phone for an email that doesn’t exit. The worst crasher, however, will try to tell you that they are someone else. No sir, you are not Tonne Goodman. But I get it: Shayne Oliver is pushing the limit on what fashion is and it’s actually, always, the best show.

…Which I technically also crashed. I wasn’t officially staffed today.

After, it was back to the office where I finalized last minute show specifics for Sunday. Ended up bringing work home with me. Around 12:55 a.m. I swore I saw a mouse and screamed. My roommate, who has never seen a mouse in our apartment, insists my sightings are stress related and believes I see apartment mice the way Billy Madison sees penguins.

Day 5: September 15th — Game Day.

The Zero + Maria Cornejo show had arrived. Everything was place and I felt prepared. Then I got to the venue and instantly, about five things changed. But the Zero team is incredible and made everything easy to figure out. The show itself went off without a hitch and I was reminded that though NYFW is incredibly stressful, it’s a reminder why we work as hard as we do: we believe in our clients and will do everything we can to see them succeed.

Day 6: September 16th. The New York Finish Line.

I woke up feeling wrung out and over it but Sophie Theallet broke my jaded attitude the moment I arrived pre-show. The vibes were great, the clothes were impeccable and what’s more, Sophie’s face during her bow was a happy reminder that when we do our jobs well, the designer’s vision shines.

After, it was straight to Narciso Rodriguez, which is always the best way to end the week. Michelle No, who heads the show, is essentially my work-Buddha. I learn the most from her about how to run a show. Tonight’s was exceptionally star studded with Jessica Alba, Kate Upton and Amy Schumer in attendance. My goal for the night was to ask Amy Schumer if I’m funny. Some confirmation would be great.

Didn’t see the show but heard it was flawless. Michelle is a pro, and everyone loves Narciso.

(Didn’t ask Amy my question, by the way. Headset mode.)

Later that night the whole crew met at the Narciso after-party for a toast. New York is done, but the month is just beginning. With glasses raised we reflected on the week feeling tired, but wiser, and lucky to have such a supportive team. And, since none of us have pulled the other’s eyelashes out, we’re off to Europe, together.

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Photographed by Krista Anna Lewis. Runway Photographs via Vogue.com.

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NY Closets: The Outnet’s Shira Suveyke

We love a good dose of sartorial weird at Man Repeller. Just because a skirt is sold as a skirt does not mean it shouldn’t have every opportunity in the world to be worn as a shirt, nor should a shirt feel like pants are its permanent chaperone. And a shoe, for heaven’s sake, should never feel like it cannot be a purse. Mix it up. Over-layer. Do ya thang.

But the reality is that many people work in an office where pants are required — and the catch is that they have to be worn as pants. Ditto shirts. Shoes, too. (Okay, HR. Geez. Here’s a manual on chill.) But as the saying goes, where there’s a will, there’s a half-way. The Outnet’s VP of Global Buying Shira Suveyke makes for excellent middle ground.

Suveyke works in the fashion industry, so yes, there’s more wiggle room than you might have as a lawyer or an analyst on the trading floor. But she certainly makes the case for flow-y florals on a Monday, for adding a bit of interest to all black with a vest, and on Thursday, she’s a walking lesson in how to update the “office appropriate” dress — keep the shape classic, the color neutral, but change the fabric: go for suede.

Scroll through her week of outfits above to catch her drift, then meet you at the water cooler in five?

Monday:

An elevated “boho” look to start the week.

Etoile Isabel Marant dress, Gucci shoes, Saint Laurent bag, Oscar de la Renta necklace, The Row sunglasses

Tuesday:

For meetings uptown…

Dries Van Noten gilet, Tibi flares, Frame blouse, , Vintage necklace

Wednesday:

Running out the door for an event – straight from the office!

Valentino dress, Saint Laurent pumps, Chanel clutch

Thursday:

Snapped between market appointments.

Enza Costa sweater, Iris & ink dress, Marni clutch, Stella McCartney sunglasses, Gianvito Rossi booties

Friday:

The first day documenting my office looks: a relaxed Friday.

Isabel Marant gilet, Pierre Hardy wedges, A.P.C. tee, Rag & Bone jeans

Saturday:

Traveling tonight, so layering a sweater was a must.

Frame blouse, A.L.C. sweater, Frame denim, Pierre Hardy wedges, Melissa Joy Manning earrings

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Why Are We in London?

Catch up: English fashion editor Pandora Sykes answers the FAQS of LFW

Monday is a big day in London. It is arguably the reason the city is so proud of its own fashion week. By the time you read this, Erdem, Burberry, Christopher Kane and possibly Peter Pilotto will have shown their conception of what Spring 2016 looks like and with the help of tomorrow’s forerunners — Marques’Almeida, Toga, etc — the young designers who have commanded a conversation about the new way clothes are supposed to look will have closed out the season.

Here’s the overarching sentiment about London: No matter how good or conversely bad the clothes are, the editors who review these shows, who must take note of specific looks and then later incorporate them into stories and style pages, love it. It’s “much more relaxed” than New York. Not quite as serious as Milan and it certainly does not hold the gravitas that Paris — the sort of end-all-be-all regent exam of fashion month — does.

But what about the clothes?

I know I’ve been stuck on this notion of ideas in clothing since last week when I held Michael Kors up against Sigmund Freud and asked what’s so bad about a lasting one, but really, that’s all fashion week is:

A string of ideas.

If we (as in, you and me) use the clothes as a literary device — the language to connect with each other, it is the designers who make the clothes that hold all the power. They create the connecting tools that we use to survive. Whether you see it, whether you want to see it, they’re making cultural, timely points about human behavior.

Unless they’re not.

In which case, they’re just clothes. Which, as far as I’m concerned, is like Joan Didion trying to complete a report without a pen: not bad, but certainly not as good as it could be.

So let’s go with ideas!

On Saturday, J.W. Anderson put together a collection bursting with a very particular sense of style that at first glance seems to have harkened back to the 80s power woman of last September: big shoulders (also seen on display at Simone Rocha underneath rubber cross-body suspenders — the sort of aesthetically-pleasing, sort of sinister detail that countered her quite-feminine dresses), bright splotches of color and a pervasive Keith Haring-esque black and white print. Broken apart, the otherwise wacky Anderson collection (double-a-cup bras as tops! And full tulle sweatsuits!) proved unflinchingly wearable. That’s impressive.

By yesterday, we’d seen Jonathan Saunders, with his delightfully printed tropical kimonos and A+ styling, Topshop Unique — a celebration of the working woman as far as I could see beyond the red lip and plastic earrings — and Mary Katrantzou, unofficially the mini dress whisperer and no doubt a technical master of the sewn hem, who has proven her dexterity in all forms of prints, not just those that are large and graphic. The styling was good, the energy was great and the clothes? Definitely more than just clothes.

Photographs via Vogue Runway

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LFW Dispatch: Holly Fulton, Sibling and House of Holland

Welcome to London Fashion Week! You may want to ask an English girl a few things before we begin. For something completely different, watch Leandra hand out free advice in the park.

If you’re wondering about the ruffles, they’re all still here. On Saturday in London, indigenous designers like Holly Fulton, Sibling and Henry Holland of House of Holland showed collections that speak rather precisely to the DNA of fashion in this city. Somewhat escapist, a little bit wacky, not at all devoid of idea (whether old or new) and for the most part, firmly planted in this moment in time.

But here’s the thing about that: what does this moment in time look like?

According to Fulton, there are mod dresses. Mod dresses and slit pencil skirts, printed blouses and flared sleeves and bustier bras or dresses that wear over those tops. There are creative suits: some rendered in denim and patched not to look like the remaining insignia of a Grateful Dead concert but with their stars and swirls and corresponding bustiers, they’re prim and somehow elegant and perfect for a London summer that never quite gets warm.

Also from that camp: knit bathing suits, like those at Sibling. Which seem to be a motif running deep through the London season, especially when worn as double-a-cup blouses. There were instances of this on display at J.W. Anderson and Versus by Versace by Anthony Vaccarello. I can’t quite imagine a reality where these are being worn in earnest, but maybe that’s the point: Let’s escape the boundaries of what you will wear and instead propose what you can’t.

And from House of Holland? Three words, one preposition. Bill Murray on vacation. But also, a little bit of Gucci! Amber lenses and clashing prints that somehow work together. Striped spring turtlenecks and cropped flare pants. Feathers emerge from mules and boots and just like that, it’s fun with a capital F.

Photographs via Vogue Runway

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The House of Nickelodeon Debuts New Creative Director

It has been nearly three seasons since Patti Mayonnaise passed the torch over to Thomas Pickles as the creative director of the House of Nickelodeon. This collection executed his vision for the brand dutifully, and in a way that makes one exclaim, “Third time’s the charm!”

Upon entering the show, which took place in an exact replica of the Good Burger set, I was handed a glass of orange soda served to me by a man named Kel. As I went to take my seat, I noted that the standard chairs were replaced with big orange couches, a throwback to Saturday nights as an adolescent. This made me both comfortable and nostalgic.

The first few models to appear were sporting the theme of less pants equals more. I believe this was Pickles’ way of paying homage to his humble beginnings of the diaper and pale blue crop top uniform. The vibrant orange was not limited to the beverages served and seating arrangements in place. The label’s signature color was utilized in the form of long skirts and linen tops that floated effortlessly down the runway atop of such noteworthy models as Helga G. Pataki, Clarissa Darling, Gigi Hadid and Lori Beth Denberg. As for the footwear, Pickles kept it simple, nodding to the styles of the house’s CEO, Charles Crandall Finster: When the feet weren’t bare, untied sneakers complimented a majority of the looks.

The signature green slime, a staple at the brand’s shows since CatDog headed the house in 1998 (and the reason why Anna Wintour opts for the 4th row), spilled from the ceiling as models in Quailman-like capes draped over the shoulders of structured Hawaiian-printed playsuits sauntered forward. Their Legends of the Hidden Temple helmets were a sophisticated touch.

Pickles ended the show with a display of what can only be described as elevated wristwear – multi-colored and patterned snakes crawled up the arms of the last few models to take the stage. While still leaving much to the imagination, there is no secret to the type of girl he is dressing. She is one who can whip up a Krabby Patty one minute, then kill it in a board meeting the next. She can climb to the top of the Aggro Crag without batting an eyelash, and never lets any real monsters scare her. All of which begs the question: is she afraid of the dark? I think not.

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Oh Boy Episode 4: Stacy London

This week’s episode of Oh Boy is a little different: it’s the extended version of The Chatroom featuring Stacy London, all for your ears’ listening pleasure.

A former Vogue editor, television veteran (What Not to Wear), author of The Truth About Style and boob tape extraordinaire, this over-achieving 20th century philosophy double major will delight your brain as she talks about the psychology of fashion, dating in New York and being single in New York, the latter of which brings up a really interesting point: there’s a James Bond, sure, but what about a Jane Bond?

Plug your in headphones, hit play, pretend you’re working and enjoy the freakin’ weekend, 007s.

Feature Photograph by Tom Newton via Into the Gloss.

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Ask an English Girl About London Fashion Week

Pandora Sykes, fashion features editor at The Sunday Times Style and wearer of jeans on New Years Eve, has shared with us her bathtub, how to put the dress back in dressing and a ditty on her nose ring. Now, just in time for the start of London Fashion Week (bidding you adieu, NYFW!) she’s here to answer any questions you may have about the next few days of F-A-S-H-I-O-N.

How would you compare London to NY fashion week?

NY is more “chill” and definitely about the bigger, commercial labels. In London, it’s more high octane. Colour, texture, drama. That is something that can be said from the small yet strong labels like Molly Goddard and Shrimps to the big players like Christopher Kane, Mary Katrantzou and Roksanda Ilincic.

Is the street style scene similar?

I find that NY is more trend-led. You’ll see like, a great Tibi-something or a Coach-this, but tons of people will be wearing it. It’s definitely more eclectic in London.

Is it cooler to get photographed or hide from the cameras?

I think, unless you are a bonafide top dog, you look like a dick when you hide. You’re at fashion week, you’ve dressed up in your fancy duds — but now you’re pretending to be J Law caught by the paps while picking up some Tampax. I decided a while ago that I was going to stand up straight and smile. Some street style photographers actually tell you not to smile, which is hilarious. But when you can, do!

You’re explaining LFW to someone who’s never been in a single sentence, what do you say?

Come join the carnival!

How do you explain LFW to your friends not in fashion?

It’s not just about the clothes. Obviously you cannot wear everything that sashays down the catwalk. It’s about a mood. It’s a cultural expression. It’s got some damn brilliant creative vision. It’s moving artwork, people! But some of it I want to wear, too.

Three things you’re looking forward to?

1. Wearing my new Veda x MR coat. Yeah, I know which side my bread is buttered.

2. Getting some new season inspiration. Trite, but true. I still remember the frissons from J.W. Anderson last season.

3. Getting to see some new London spots. You literally see the whole city over a few days because the schedule does not make geographical sense!

Favorite designers in London?

Christopher Kane, J.W. Anderson, Roksanda. And I loved Barbara Casasola last season, so her too.

What does the perfect fashion week outfit look like?

For me: something new, and something by a brand new designer. I like to get a bit of vintage in there. And a great “piece” each day: boots, jacket or bag. Something super unique that hopefully someone else won’t have.

Do you plan your outfits?

Yes. I put all my favourite things on my bedroom chair and then add in staples around them on the day.

Instagramming blurry runway shots: Y/N?

No! So dull when your whole feed has the same blurry photos. I am trying to be a more stringent editor. If I totally succeeded — I don’t — I would post just one picture a day.

Phone out during shows: Y/N?

Yes. But I acknowledge how tedious a scenario that is. It disengages you.

Three things you want for fall:

A kilt by Le Kilt, a cow print Saks Potts jacket and a Hillier Bartley pink dress. Actually, anything by Hillier Bartley.

One thing you think every woman should own?

I swore I would never say anything as dull as this — but then I got old: a pair of tailored black trousers (I like All Saints best) and a white shirt. My favourite white shirt is a frilly one (vintage, Shumaq, Isabel Marant).

Your favorite part of London fashion week?

A drink at the end of the day with someone fun

MR Writers Club Prompt: Rewrite Cinematic History

The Break-Up, starring Jennifer Aniston and Vince Vaughn, was absolutely robbed at the 2007 Oscars. However, had the final scene not ended in TRAGEDY, (spoiler, suck it: they do not end up together) perhaps the Academy would have voted differently.

If I’d written the final scene, it would have started raining immediately and Vaughn would have gone full Notebook-psycho on Aniston and been all, “IT STILL ISN’T OVER.” I just feel like he never made the grand gesture. “Dinner” is not a grand gesture, dude. It is a meal.

If we’re going down this road, which we are because I’m driving, I would have also changed the ending of the following feature films:

Paper Towns – Margo Roth Spiegelman would have met Quentin Jacobson at prom and dropped the middle name.

Casablanca – Ingrid Bergman’s character Ilsa Lund would have left her husband (no offense, he seems nice) for Humphrey Bogart’s Rick Blaine.

The Notebook – Assuming all went according to plan per the above, Ilsa Lund’s now-ex-husband would meet and fall in love with James Marsden’s character who gets the 2nd shortest end of the stick in The Notebook and as such, deserves a happy ending. (The first shortest stick goes to E’s character, because he dies.)

Unfortunately for the film world, no one asked my opinion. Fortunately for everyone else, I’m asking yours. This week’s writers club prompt: rewrite a scene from a movie that you just know — had it gone the way of your imagination — would have been a billion times better.

The drill: keep it under 500 words, send it to write@manrepeller.com, Snapchat us @man_repeller if you have writer’s block and please paste your text into the body of the email just in case we can’t open your attachment. Have fun rewriting history!

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