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Burberry Prorsum: The S/S13 Amazement

Burberry Prorsum Womenswear Invitation

With tears in my eyes and a heart that was skipping a heavy beat every time a new outfit appeared on the runway, I was watching the Burberry Prorsum fashion show from London Fashion Week today. Let me tell you one thing, apart from the beautifully touching and perfectly fitting music, Christopher Bailey has created a Spring / Summer 2013 collection for Burberry that just blew me away and left me shivering breathlessly and speechlessly.

I just sat there staring at the amazingly drafted clothes and thought to myself, ‘THIS must be what heaven feels like.’

I know, this all might sound a bit overly dramatic but believe me if you’ve been through what I’ve been through and if fashion turned out to be the only thing that can save you from failing you will find yourself in a world where everything all of a sudden seems brighter and more beautiful just because you can dress up and go out; or simply wake up in the morning and jump out of bed because a new outfit is waiting for you; or you can just sit there, staring at your wardrobe putting together outfits for a whole week, losing yourself in the most precious of fabrics, designs, labels.

To this date, nothing made me feel more beautiful, precious and happy than wearing Burberry. It is not about people seeing the label you wear because mostly, they can’t see. It is just about the feeling it gives you to know you’ve bought yourself something that is marvelous in design and quality; reflecting tradition that was found back in 1856 with Thomas Burberry and that still lives on. It gives me the feeling that I can live on forever if I just work hard for all the goals I want to achieve; for all the dreams I have in mind; for all the love for fashion I have inside me – to let it all out and create something uniquely amazing. For myself, and for others.

Bright Metallic Trench Coat

Bright Metallic Trench Coat Detail

Metallic Python Vinyl Capelet

Metallic Python Vinyl Capelet Detail

Metallic Corset Jacket

Metallic Corset Jacket Detail

The collection couldn’t have been more inspiring, more soothing, and more diverse in fabric than it has been. We saw trench coats from metallic lurex mixed with a technical fabric to make it lightweight and comfortable yet perfectly structured. Also an amazingly bright, bold and beautiful capelet in metallic python leather and bright vinyl with a python leather laminated with reflective foil to act as a frame for the tailored transparent vinyl. Corset jackets made from metallic and silk fibres crafted in plissé fabric featuring a bustier bodice and corseted back to give a sculpted silhouette.

Peacock Feathered Trench Coat

Peacock Feathered Trench Coat Detail

Tailored Satin Capelet

Tailored Satin Capelet Detail

Sculptural Dégradé Bubble Coat

Sculptural Dégradé Bubble Coat Detail

What didn’t just make me gasp but let Anna Wintour surprisingly turn her sunglass protected head with amazement (there you see the connection to the headline) was the marvelously beautiful peacock feathered trench coat with iridescent peacock plumage rosettes, crafted using couture techniques. Each of these feathers was placed by hand and afterwards stitched into a geometric floral design. The trench is finished with a collar made of rich satin and heritage-influenced epaulettes, cuff straps and a satin belt.
Absolute highlights have been all those beautifully tailored capelets, especially the ones made from floating satin. The canopy shape shelters the shoulders from the cold and is detailed with a leather latch. The dégradé effect on the blue coat results from a design painted by hand. Printed on silk the hand painted color changes its character to a dramatic twist.

Laser-Cut Leather Caban

Laser-Cut Leather Caban Detail

Last but not least, I found this caban to be worth mentioning for its pure beauty! Crafted from rich leather in a unique lace design it is laminated with a thin layer of metallic foil while the leather is laser cut then washed to soften the metallic sheen.

If this collection doesn’t take away all the doubts of fashion haters that this world is uniquely rich of talent, depth and beauty I can just say screw you! What Christopher Bailey created for the Spring/Summer 2013 season is not just divine but one of the most beautiful Burberry Prorsum Womenswear collection I have ever seen! Kudos, Christopher Bailey!



P.S.: All pictures courtesy of You can see the whole show and shop the looks exclusively for one week: Burberry Prorsum Spring/Summer 2013 Show.


Zagreb Needs Ties! [S02E02]

Burberry Check Silk Tie

The Burberry Check Tie I Already Have


Outfit of the Day: Black, waxed Guess Jeans; black and white cashmere Burberry sleeve; olive green and black H&M Military Jacket; black Burberry Scarf; silver Fossil watch; black vintage Longchamp bag and my shiny black Burberry shoes.

5.00 am
Good Morning my little Monster would be Lady Gaga say when she gets up in the morning; I on the other hand just scream and shout at my sister, ‘Where the hell is my coffee, is there a reason my coffee isn’t here? Have you died or something?’ In fact it took ten minutes to realize that I neither am Miranda Priestley nor the editor in chief of Runway; the fashion magazine from the book and the movie ‘The Devil wears Prada’.’

7.00 am
The rain started the minute we walked out of the house trying to get our huge suitcases and bags packed with clothes (mine of course with a load full of Burberry) into S’s car. Let me tell you one thing – the rain didn’t stop until this very hour with us sitting here playing a round of Trivial Pursuit and UNO. It is heavily pissing outside and we are sitting here with stacks of beer and bottles of wine as well as big bottles of water playing along with the weather as well as with the games my sister brought with her.

Croatia Klenovica Rainy Wednesday Arrival

Croatia Klenovica: the Rainy Wednesday Arrival

Who could have thought that she would come along with just a half empty suitcase and I would have to carry myself with a huge trunk, a bag and a second bag. You know, some boys just need all their stuff with them and where the hell was I supposed to store all that Burberry, all those new Vogues and my Clinique products? (I think I do not have to make it clear that I confiscated the whole wardrobe in our room to put my stuff in and let’s be honest, she can keep her stuff in the suitcase. It’s not that Burberry. I wish it were.) People with a certain style and image just have to have everything with them in order to keep this image so here I go with a heavy trunk trying to look as elegant as possible when heaving it into the car…

3.00pm Are we there yet? Well, yes we are.
…and later that day into the house we rented. We have three of them. They are called Shell boxes. And they have the size of one of my Burberry Shoeboxes. R and I are there with Speedfreak and Markus. Two rooms. Yes, I have a roomy. My sister. And it is quite OK since she doesn’t snore (THANK BURBERRY) and sharing a room equally makes me control the way she looks. So, I can pick a fight whenever her outfit isn’t picture perfect in my eyes. And I do complain a lot about that. I always did. But, when you see her you might realize that it helped since her style is relatively cool, chic and effortlessly pretty. 10 years of complaining and styling and giving tips (although she never wanted them) had to pay their tribute someday. And that day finally came.


Outfit of the Day: After several changes I have decided on wearing my white Massi Milano shirt; a classic house checked Burberry tie; a grey beige Tommy Hilfiger sweater without sleeves; a trench colored Burberry stead man jeans; a black Tommy Hilfiger belt; a dark blue Tommy Hilfiger suit Jacket; classic house checked hight-top Burberry sneakers and my vintage black Longchamp.

8.13 am
It is Thursday by now, I was already out for a run (btw: the sun is shining, shining, shining high above the clear sky); in the shower and had a little self-made breakfast buffet by Speedfreak. You know me: No cooking, no cleaning; no cleaning no dishpan hands; no dishpan hands no hundreds of thousands of Euros for La Mer Hand Balm. You see – my thinking always makes sense and as Christine (my work colleague) puts it; a little less money for La Mer a little more money saved for my very own Birkin Bag. So in the end I am winning.

Croatia Klenovica Sunny Second Day

Croatia Klenovica: the Sunny Second Day

1.30 pm Zagreb – Mission Burberry
After about two and a half hours of driving and laughing and fighting with a 20 feet woman (that’s an insider my dears) we arrived in Zagreb and started the hunt for the newly opened Burberry shop. The hunt unfortunately turned out to be a bit of a disappointment since I was looking for a great tie from the new collection but unfortunately, the only tie they had was the exact one I was already wearing. So there goes my message out to Burberry and Zagreb both at the same time: Zagreb Needs Ties. Desperately. Just like I do for fulfilling my plans of buying a Burberry tie in every country I travel to. So, as it seems I will have to come back to Zagreb/Croatia in order to fulfill this plan one day.

Croatia Zagreb Burberry Store Picture 1

Croatia Zagreb Burberry Store Picture 2

5:45 pm – Tea Time
Running around all the time not buying something because there isn’t anything I haven’t already seen or what I desperately need I finally decided to calm down a bit. So we went to ‘The Regent’ hotel close to the botanic garden and drank a cup of tea and coffee and had a little strawberry cheese cake. My sister, Speedfreak and his boyfriend Markus went to see the botanic garden but since the wind is quite heavy and I am not a big fan of plants I have decided to stay at ‘The Regent’ updating my blog and getting a bit of work done. That is the one thing I hate about a holiday – sometimes work and certain important tasks fall behind so one’s gotta do what one’s gotta do in order to keep himself financially fluent in order to being able to invest in all the Burberry one needs.

Now I sit here by myself relishing the fact that I am along for a little bit not having to talk and later on maybe flipping through the pages of my Vogue España with Lily Donaldson on the cover.

That’s all for now. Do you miss having me around already?



P.S.: All pictures by Speedfreak.

What the Hell Do I Have to Give?

Since I came across the fact of meeting different types of men throughout my life either in friendship, fuckship or in a relationship comparable to being a sinking ship I come to terms with the fact that out there are millions of men running around trying to find a partner, an affair or just a one night stand. And here I am. A single guy of 22 with a dating history of a 34 year old women (okay, I am a bit exaggerating there but to put it in Charlotte York’s mouth “I’ve been dating since I was 15. I’m exhausted. Where is he?!” Yeah, where the hell is he?!) always looking for the one. And then there is a bus that hits me. BOOM! I am 24. And BOOM! again. I am definitely too young to care about this particular topic. The one. The right one. The only one. The one and only. The bastard that takes your breath away and wants to make you all his and himself all yourself until you finally give in on agreeing to marry that guy. And you are happy. Until there comes divorce.

Okay, I admit I am quite cynical there because it is not like that in every relationship. Sometimes, when a cute elderly couple walks by I wonder how they made it. How did they come clean with all the challenging acts of life. How did they stay in love? How did they fall in love? What is there story?

This is where it hits me again. Maybe they hadn’t have the best of times. Maybe they haven’t even been happy all their lives. But maybe they have. What if they have. Then there’s hoping to the good times to come, the good fellas to date, the good guys to fall in love with and the great guys to consider marrying? At this point of time there is actually only one thing to do except for complaining or caring about being single because honestly, right now I am kind of good with it since my life seems to be all about the work at the moment. But that is good. I am young, full of energy, powerful and full of fashionable, snobby comments for those that cross my way trying to beat me down.

I wonder, why are we always in search for something seemingly perfect on the outside as well as on the inside instead of taking a close look at us first thinking, “Why do I have to offer to someone?” I pour myself a glass of red wine, waiting for my ordered dinner to arrive when I immediately realize I just started to point it out leading myself to the unmistakable number one.

1, I can’t cook. I can’t even make soup without it burning for good (if you do not believe me, ask my colleagues – last Monday they have been trying to save my food and me for what I call Chapter 280 – Another Meal Bites the Dust). Everything I have to offer in the cooking department is either going to a restaurant or staying at home having takeout dinner, except, of course, if the other half knows how to cook. Then I am all about the cooking. I can cut. I am really good at cutting vegetables. Sad thing though, my delivery service guy knows my name, my favorite Pizza and that I am single.

2, No real estate. As sorry as I am to say but I neither have a house or an apartment that I can fully call my own since I did not pay for it aka buy the place. And I do not think I will ever buy a place in a city except New York. Why settle if the world has so many wonders to offer?

3, I love to quarrel. I enjoy a good fight. Sometimes I purposely go for it. Well, if that isn’t a relationship killer? And apparently, admitting all this feels better than one session with my therapist. But at least it is good to keep passion alive. And think about the hot make up sex that follows a really good and heavy argument!

4, A collection of Vogue. Many guys might not appreciate the fact that I collect this magazine ever since I was able to write the name down but in every fashion emergency you can always count to one thing – picking an outfit directly styled by someone like Grace Coddington or picked by Anna Wintour always is a good idea. Oh yeah – obsession for Vogue directly leads to an obsession for fashion (uh, what a rhyme) which directly leads to finding a guy that has an understanding for me buying all those Vogues, buying all those clothes, talking 24/7 about a skirt or a suit or a bag I saw the other day and allowing me to change his wardrobe one step at a time if not being suitable for public life. And yes, suitable in my fashion eye.

I would definitely have some more issues or things that might not make it into the list of ‘Ten Things to Not Look For in a Guy” but hey – that’s just me. And I actually like me. How many of you can say the same? If not – you should work on that before running around searching for the one because how can you expect someone to love you if you do not love yourself with all your flaws and great sides? I may be neurotic, sometimes a little twisted, pessimistic and sarcastic but there is a lot more to me than just the outfit you see when you seem me walking on the street or stopping a cab or taking the metro. And I bet there is more to you too. So, embrace yourself and just get along with who you are because that is the only person you’ll have to stick with for a lifetime – yourself!



P.S.: I am deeply sorry to say but Miss Whitney Houston the world will miss you. Yet another great artist giving life away carelessly. Giving in to drugs. We will miss you. And we will love your memories of good old days forever.

Leona Lewis: the Song That Makes Me Want to Believe in Love

After a long but very educational day at the SEOkomm Academy I am finally at home (since a couple of hours actually but you know there comes the Vogue time, the showering time, the communicating with B time and then the Big Bang Theory time) and ready to write. Obviously, as you are reading words I have written a couple of minutes ago.

So here I sit listen to a song hat I publicly have to declare being the number one love / romantic song of all times. There is no song like this one. At least to me there isn’t for I have to say that every time I listen to it (which is quite often as you can guess) I almost start to cry because of its beauty, its simplicity – the lyrics (originally by Snow Patrol – but to me their version is way different. Still unbelievably beautiful and well, the original, but this… is just pure perfection to me!); the melody; the simplicity of stripping down everything to just being a piano and an incredible, unbeatable voice; the choir when the singer sets in to sing the chorus for a last final time with all her heart and soul and breathtaking voiceLeona Lewis. The ultimate power when it comes to talent.

Leona Lewis – Run [from the Album Spirit (Deluxe Edition)]
(written by Gary Lightbody, Jonathan Quinn, Mark McClelland, Nathan Connolly and Iain Archer | produced by Jacknife Lee/Snow Patrol)

I’ll sing it one last time for you
Then we really have to go
You’ve been the only thing that’s right
In all I’ve done

And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we’ll make it anywhere
Away from here

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I’ll be right beside you, dear

Louder, louder
And we’ll run for our lives
I can hardly speak, I understand
Why you can’t raise your voice to say

To think I might not see those eyes
Makes it so hard not to cry
And as we say our long goodbyes
I nearly do

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I’ll be right beside you, dear

Louder, louder
And we’ll run for our lives
I can hardly speak, I understand
Why you can’t raise your voice to say

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I’ll be right beside you, dear

Louder, louder
And we’ll run for our lives
I can hardly speak, I understand

Why you can’t raise your voice to say

Whenever I listen to the song (whether it is recorded or a live version) it gives me the chills; it makes my heart beat in a rhythm it beat the last time when I was in love for the very first time with a man who I thought would never leave me left to bleed, who would never disappoint me and leave me all by my lonesome self; it brings tears to my eyes, even though crying isn’t something I usually do (at least not since a year now). It is the most beautiful, most touching, most breathtaking, most emotional song and to me it means the world. It means love even though I do not believe in it anymore but if love would exist it would feel like this… like listening to the song. Warm, intimate, familiar, trusted.

And now there is just one thing for you to do… to feel what I feel every time I close my eyes to listen to the song. Play this live version recorded 2007 when the song premiered on Radio One Live Lounge, place yourself on your bed as comfortably as possible… close your eyes and simply let this song sneak into your body… working its way further into your innermost… into your soul… until it reaches the very core of your emotional being. Let it touch you there – right there and feel it. Simply feel it.

This is love. Ultimately. Purely. Truly. Faithfully. Sacredly. Sincerely.



American Vogue May 2011: Alexander the Great

(Reese Witherspoon wears a Roland Mouret black-and-cream-silk top. Photographer: Peter Lindbergh. Fashion Editor: Tonne Goodman.)

Every Year wonderful Anna Wintour, Editor in Chief of US Vogue, organizes the Met Gala or Met Ball in honor of one particular Designer. This year it took place on May 2nd and was a beautiful homage to a man so special and unique, so inspirational and talented that every show simply took your breath away. Dear Alexander McQueen – we miss you and your ideas and influences and powerful fashion voice so much!

Anna Wintour at the Met Gala 2011 wearing Chanel Couture.

Creative Director of Alexander McQueen: Sarah Burton at the Met Gala 2011.

Since the Austrian magazine market is always way too late when it comes to delivering the American/ US Vogue as soon as it is printed and published, I got it today (finally!) specially delivered from my trusted magazine dealer. As I held this shiny piece of dedication and love for fashion in my hands I just couldn’t wait to turn the pages to see the shooting dedicated to Alexander McQueen, which is a printed piece of ‘Savage Beauty’ a retrospective on the astonishing, provocative but influential work and talent of the grand master of fashion.

Widows of Culloden, Fall 2006
(on Model Karen Elson)

Voss, Spring 2001
(on model Stella Tennant)

Number 13, Spring 1999
(on model Karlie Kloss)

Sarabande, Spring 2007
(on model Caroline Trentini)

It’s Only a Game, Spring 2005
(on model Raquel Zimmermann)

Voss, Spring 2001
(on model Coco Rocha)

Photographed by Steven Meisel
Fashion Editor: Grace Coddington

Production Design by Mary Howard

Make up: Pat McGrath for CoverGirl
Hair: Guido for Redken

As I had the whole day for myself and my Vogue I came back to thinking about fashion and what it means to me – yet again. But all I can say is all that I feel… it is simple… yet maybe not quite impressing for some of you but it is what it is and as I sit here I smile and gaze at the beautiful shootings and clothes and dresses and my entire Vogue collection in front of me and all the Look Books that I collected so far and the Fashion Movies and Books in front of my eyes, the bags in one corner, the collectible shopping bags in another corner and a marvelous Jessica Stam for Dior 2007 Shooting pinned onto my door… and all I can say is… I love every piece of fashion that was made with heart, soul and the insatiable desire of developing even further and writing fashion history as well as being able to give the one that wears fashion with his heart and soul as well, the distinct feeling of being someone special, invincible and visible – someone with a strong voice and an unbreakable love for fashion.

Someone like me. No matter where I go. No matter what I do. No matter how much others judge me or call me stupid or shallow or whatever they call me. Everything I can do is smile and say only one thing: ‘EVERYTHING I AM AND EVERYTHING I DO, I AM AND I DO WITH STYLE!’.



P.S. Here is a little insight on other pieces shown at the Met.

Emily Blunt – a British acting sensation

Being immaculately beautiful often isn’t the only feature that makes you survive the Hollywood glittering world of hard work, jealousy and avidity – but being immaculately beautiful, indisputably talented and fabulously british might help sometimes to make you one of the biggest sensations of all times in a world where money is the best friend and an actress en Vogue as long as she is in the gossip rag. Well, not every is like Angelina Jolie, Cameron Diaz or Lindsay Lohan – some are still down to earth, pure and natural even though they are famous and a huge star all around the globe.

Emily Olivia Leah Blunt, born 23 February 1983 is one of those immaculate beauties that conquered the world by not being a shallow good looking Hollywood plastic girl, but by being capable of switching into dissimilar roles without losing authenticity, instinctiveness and pureness. She is one of those actresses that are able to play a fashion slave as well as a young queen growing up without losing the slightest bit of elegance, talent and sophistication.
When Emily was a A-Level student she had her professional debut in a musical called Bliss, which was written by Paul Sellar and performed in 2000 at the Edinburgh Fringe. From this moment on she showed capability of growing into various roles such as an ancient British warrior-queen in Boudica or a troubled child in Gideon’s Daughter for which she won a Golden Globe.

After landing the role as fashion enslaved victim to a fashion editor in the box-office success The Devil wears Prada, which is an adaption on the book by Lauren Weisberger and also an interpretation of her days working for US Vogue editor in chief Anna Wintour, Blunt also took part in the independent drama Irresistible alongside Susan Sarandon and in 2009 taking the leading part in The Young Victoria playing Queen Victoria of the United Kingdom, which has been a huge success all around the world and also achieved critical acclaim.

Since Emily had her breakthrough she is without a doubt one of those few big British actresses besides Keira Knightley and Kate Winslet that arrived in Hollywood to stay there as a big shiny star among all the typical All-American girls we are often tired of seeing and hearing. In my mind she is actually one of the best ‘newcomers’ we have seen in a while. When I look back at watching The Devil wear Prada for the first few times I remember myself as always looking at her and being fascinated by her raw talent and her absolute softness in playing incredibly and natural.

In my opinion she is one of the best actresse we have in these times of mass media and horribly bad produced movies, where everyone believes he/she is an incredible actor/actress and where money still can’t buy you any talent – she proves that what is out there is great, fabulous and above all British.



The Vogue December dream

In order of a beautiful upcoming december I have decided to post all the existing december issue covers of Vogue from all around the world. And therefore you can decide, which one you love the most and which one you irrevocably have to have – just the way I do!

Starting with the already seen German Vogue with Alexi Lubomirski portraying beautiful Edita in a perfect Alexander McQueen dress:

On the Italian Vogue Cover Steven Meisel staged Freja Beha and Iselin Steiro in absolutely nothing but gorgeous fur and leather:

French Vogue shows a very sensual cover with Daphne Groeneveld and a half hidden but still adorably looking Tom Ford:

The instant beauty Lara Stone is shown on the Chinese Vogue cover in a beautiful Marchesa dress photographed by Willy Vanderperre:

Immaculately perfect Emma Watson is showing off her beautiful Pixie Cut in Valentino Haute Couture on the cover of British Vogue photographed by Mario Testino:

Fervent actress Penélope Cruz adorns the Spanish Vogue with her natural look on a marvelous black and white cover photographed by Peter Lindbergh:

Fabulous Anna Wintour (who should be on a cover one time herself) decided to put Angelina Jolie on the cover of the new december issue of American Vogue – pictures taken by Mario Testino:

IT-Girl and part time model Georgia May Jagger who decorated a few ads the last past months is now showing her dreamy face on the cover of Vogue Australia wearing a Louis Vuitton silk tulle dress and Givenchy by Riccardo Tisci Boots. Photography has been done by Kai Z Feng:

Russian decadence is shown by Jessica Stam bewitching the december issue cover of Russian Vogue photographed by Greg Kadel:

Finally, Sasha Pivovarova as alluring and pretty as always covering two Vogue issues this month – the Vogue Japan and the Vogue Korea.
For Vogue Japan she was staged by Inez van Lamsweerde and Vinoodh Matadin and for Vogue Korea she has been photographed by no one else than monsieur Patrick Demarchelier:

Now it is up to you to decide, which cover you like the most and which looks more beautiful than the other one – I have my favourite!



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