DANSK Magazine

We kid you not

It’s Sunday morning in Paris and that means an overload of KIDS on the front row…

We hate kids at fashion shows.  Get a f****** nanny!!!

Age Before Wisdom

Spotted: Tavi at Couture week sporting a graphite rinse through her fair ‘do. There’s only one deduction to make from this and it’s that the teeny blogger’s been reading DANSK. In case you missed it (thanks to covergirl Gisele the issue sold out in record time, so you are excused), we predicted the rise of grey hair as the choice de jour for rebellious fashion blondes in our last issue.

We know she’s been burdened with the label of ‘fashion prodigy’, but surely we’re the trend oracle on this one? Sorry for blowing our own trumpet for a moment, it’s not fair to get all competitive with a child, but when the industry lets them command front row… Deep breath… Anyhow, with her natural inclination towards granny chic and tender age (sorry, but grey hair looks best against youth-fresh skin), dearest Tavs has taken the look a step beyond. Bravo!

www.style.com / image by Tommy Ton the Great for the fabulous style.com

True Fashion Stories: the pikey VIP

Last night, a friend of DANSK went to Shoreditch House, where, at one point, she went out for a cigarette. A familiar looking gentleman came up to her and asked if he could have a cigarette. “Sure,” she said, offered him one from the pack and turned around. “Do you not know who I am?” The man then said. Mildly amused by his choice of words, our friend smiled and said: “No. No, I don’t.”

Annoyed by our friend’s unwillingness to encourage his VIP gene, he loudly declared that he was in fact the very famous hairdresser (and morning television personality) of a very famous British supermodel and designer, who happened to be having her prominently-attended birthday party upstairs. “You’ve cut your hair?” Our friend said to the hairdresser and turned around once again.

After the hairdresser had left, our friend reached into her pocket to grab another cigarette only to discover that he had indeed taken the whole pack. “Not so much of a big shot, after all, are we?” Our friend thought to herself and went back to her table where she emptied the bottle of Mumm that she – you know – had actually paid for herself.

Image courtesy of Philip Morris

Escalators

The escalators at King’s Cross St. Pancras are some of the finest in London. Please take a moment to consider the handy-work that’s gone into the casting of the metal. The finesse in the aluminium boards is world-class.

www.tfl.gov.uk / image courtesy of DANSK

Epiphany of the day

London Fashion Centre… Finsbury Park.

So THAT’S where it is! Was wondering about that.

Image courtesy of DANSK

End of discussion

Much has been said about the highlight of the Paris S/S 10 season. (Lindsay Lohan’s riveting debut for Emanuel Ungaro, as if we had to clarify.) But we haven’t said anything and therefore the subject is yet to be closed. Such panache! Such flair! Such extraordinary use of gigantic nipple pasties! (We’d never thought to use them as hats – silly us.)

Lindsay truly taught the industry a valuable lesson: don’t knock it ‘til you’ve tried it! Or is that, try anything twice? Or… maybe… try it somewhere else? We, however, look forward to readers’ pictures of y’all trying on the spring/summer collection. It might be hard to find in shops, but keep looking.

www.wikipedia.com / poster courtesy of Summit / snapshot courtesy of DANSK