Lingerie: a San Valentino va di moda il pizzo

Prepariamoci per le feste: a San Valentino la parola d'ordine è farsi desiderare (o sentirsi desiderate!). Stupiamo il nostro lui con una lingerie speciale che lasci il segno. Puntiamo sul pizzo per rendere preziosi i capi che si lasciano ammirare sotto il vestito e che inevitabilmente ci faranno sentire al top. Belle e super sexy per una festa degli innamorati davvero indimenticabile.

 Tante le proposte tra cui scegliere, con un un'unico filo conduttore: il pizzo. Nero, con dettagli o ninnoli, talvolta abbinato al bianco o anche da solo; qulche incursione è concessa a ricami preziosi che sottolineano la nostra femminilità.
Il rosso decide di fare capolino, ma con timidezza, lasciando quindi campo libero alla più tradizionale nuance dell'intimo che vuole proporsi seducente e anche un po' ironica.
Yamamay propone pizzi e tessuti scivolati; il nero la fa da padrone, ma non manca la voglia di giocare. Ecco allora slip con catene e lucchetti, baci e labbra a forma di cuore che occhieggiano su reggiseni e culotte e un tenero cuscino ricoperto di paillettes per chi non rinuncia alle coccole.
Verdissima punta ad un alto tasso di sensualità con High Seduction la linea più intrigante, che propone esclusivi capi in laize di pizzo nero e dettagli lurex con charm gioiello a forma di chiave, un elemento dal forte valore simbolico.
I body si fanno ammiccanti grazie a trasparenze e profonde scollature, enfatizzate da un gioco d’incroci, il modello a triangolo con doppio profilo esalta il decolleté, il push up - seducente per natura - è reso ancora più audace grazie al choker intrecciato sul davanti.
Non può mancare la bralette, che disegna un ovale a incorniciare le forme, il baby doll coreografico si apre lasciando intravedere il perizoma o la brasiliana coordinata.
Le proposte di Primark raccontano una donna attenta ai dettagli, che ama sentirsi femminile e a posto con se stessa prima di tutto; via libera quindi a pizzi e incroci birichini che seducono con charme.

Valentino.Fall 2014 Couture

Sir Lawrence Alma-Tadema was a Victorian painter who liked to depict archaeological fantasies of scantily draped girls lounging around Roman villas. Had he been alive today and at the Valentino couture show, he’d hardly been able to contain himself. Every one of the looks Maria Grazia Chiuri and Pierpaolo Piccioli sent out were inspired by the works of Pre-Raphaelite painters and poets, but first among them was a white draped tunic dress named after Alma-Tadema’s sultry study of a sleeping nymph, The Siesta, of 1868.

 

Forget historical exactitude, though. This collection was about a pair of Roman fashion designers conjuring up lyrical impressions of the ancient Imperial days of their own city, and building them into a new fantasy, from the delicately cross-laced Roman sandals up. “It’s our past we’re thinking about,” said Chiuri. “Something graceful, regal and a bit more pagan, this time.”

The clever combination of romance and relevance that is coming out of Valentino these days seems completely instinctive and unforced. On the one hand, there’s a grounded sense of how young women want to dress (it’s pretty handy that Chiuri has her eighteen-year-old daughter Rachele for reality checks) and on the other, there are the superb technical abilities which put the house in the category of up-there-on-clouds excellence.

 That sensible sensibility has already brought the long, lace Renaissance-inspired dress to fashion. It continues for fall with breathtakingly complex silver beaded embroidery, trailing in layers, and wondrous gilded gowns with tabard bodices.

But the new thing is simplicity—or rather, silhouettes which are unencumbered by any surface decoration. It’s a truism in fashion that these things are even more difficult to accomplish than any amount of froth and beading. Yet there’s absolutely no panic about that at Valentino. 

The stark, noble toga dresses and subtly dramatic constructs of draped and knotted silk in this collection carry the hallmarks of perfectionism that has been native to this house ever since Mr. 

Valentino Garavani set it up in the fifties. The upshot: What we’re seeing here is the gradual reaching out to different kinds of women—or maybe it’s the same women, in a different mood. 

And whichever way we look at it, Chiuri and Piccioli are turning their Roman couture fantasy into business reality. Such is the success of their work that they say they’ve taken on 30 more people in their couture ateliers to meet the growing demand.

Armani Privé . Fall 2014 Couture

Sophia Loren sat down next to Jared Leto at the center of the VIP section, wearing a red crystal-embroidered dress engineered over her still-impressive curves.

 Just down the row was little Chloë Moretz, wearing a cloudy gray chiffon top, also sparkling with crystals. 

Who knows how deliberately these things are orchestrated, but by coincidence or not, they were about to watch an Armani Privé collection for fall which was entirely in black, white, and red. “Three basic colors, tone on tone,” Mr. Armani said.

 

The first third explored Armani’s tailoring—short swing coats, sometimes over shorts, a pantsuit with a geometric bell cut into the sleeves, and jackets with fluted peplums. 

 Flashes of strong lacquer red (an echo of Armani’s abiding love of Asia) built through the collection until it was fully out there in long evening dresses of the sleekness that endears so many movie stars to Mr. Armani.

Still, he wasn’t in the mood for sticking to the predictable straight and narrow this season. There was a distinct aura of whimsy—or call it dottiness—about the way he started to whip up meters of tulle into skirts as densely frilled as pom-poms, and add headdresses and net veils smothered with red or black polka dots. 

Part playful, part a nod to a classic trope of fifties haute couture imagery, the veiling eventually grew to cover one or two models, and their dresses, entirely. When the finale dressed appeared—including a black dress with multiple white dots under a black-and-white spotted veil—the model looked as if she’d been caught up in a snowstorm on a winter’s night. In a nice way.