Chanel Pre-Fall 2016

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Juliet Sulejmani | December, 04 2015

 

 

Chanel has always been my favourite fashion house, and I have always been a fan of Karl Lagerfeld’s. I like the idea’s the brand was founded on, and I loved that Coco Chanel was such a pioneer with such an amazing style.

Chanel along with Dior are the richest fashion houses, so their shows are always the most exciting to watch , because they can basically make anything they want to. They pretty much have no budget, or should I say an unlimited budget.

My dream is to actually watch one of their shows live. Anyone who has seen luxury clothing in real life, knows that photographs, or even a moving image can never do the clothes justice.

My girl, I think I’m calling her (my alter ego) ‘Girl’ for now. So, Girl, is wearing my favourite piece from the Chanel Pre-Fall 2016 Collection, which was shown in Rome a couple of days ago. I’ve also attached a couple of my other favourite looks from the collection.

Jx

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[Credits: Illustration and words by me, Photographs via WGSN]

Alter Ego

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Juliet Sulejmani | December, 01 2015

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What is an alter ego?

An alter ego is a second self, which is believed to be distinct from a person’s normal or original personality. A person who has an alter ego is said to lead a double life. (Thanks Wikipedia)

I have always wanted to create an alter ego just because I think it would be so much fun.

I haven’t really thought about who exactly this alter ego is, but for now it’s a she and she will be wearing outfits that I don’t think I would ever wear.

Or in the case of this first drawing, she is a Victoria’s Secret Super Model, which is something I will never be.

I don’t know what I’d like to call her yet.

Jx

[Credits: Words and Illustration by me, Image via WGSN)

 

Vogue Cover

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Juliet Sulejmani | November, 26 2015

 

This has got to be one of my favourite illustrations that I have done.

Cate Blanchett is a total babe.

Jx

 

[Credits: Words and Illustration by me.]

Confessions of a Fashion Student

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Rachelle Dobson | November, 17 2015

I confess that we stress, and not just a little bit… A LOT-

It’s what we do and it’s completely unavoidable, any fashion student who claims they did their entire degree stress free is lying… simple! While I appear calm and collected outside Uni, in my mind is a frantic scene of post it notes, to do lists and a clock that is ticking down the days until my impending doom (the end of semester hand ins). The stress never really lets up, even after that last day of being fed to the lions den to have your every mistake critiqued and analysed by professionals, there is no relief.

I confess that into every collection goes blood, sweat and tears… literally-

The final product does not even begin to communicate just how much we’ve slaved over it. Believe me, ‘a day before’ film of a fashion student’s collection would not be nearly as glamorous or exciting, in fact it would be something that can never be unseen. It would show said student at 3am crying as we sew on the last bead with blistered fingers, while listening to Adele and wondering how we will find the will to go on. If you look closely enough somewhere in that collection there will be a blood stain, because lets face it, when pulling all nighters and operating heavy machinery, injuries are bound to happen. It’s not a question of if I hurt myself, it’s a question of how badly!

I confess that my lounge room turns into a sweatshop at the end of every semester-

There’s no other way to describe it, there’s fabric and threads thrown everywhere, cords running in every direction and machines that sound like old school torture devices roaring to life at all hours of the day and night. There is zero consideration of OH&S and work-safe would surely deem it a fire hazard. Employees work long hours without breaks and wait for it…..they are unpaid! The only employee: Me! Sometimes with the caring supervision of my dog who lays calmly on a pile of fabric praying he doesn’t step on a pin and watches the panic unfold.

I confess that when we refer to something as a design feature, it’s a fancy way of saying, that was a mistake-

It’s a perfect cover up that if done correctly never fails. Its important to own it and make the most of it, confidence is key. So what if you were up all night sewing that jacket only to realise that the sleeve is sewn in backwards? Its innovative and I think it’s the way of the future and I planned it all along, whose going to argue with that…. Right? My point exactly. It’s a design feature!

I confess chocolate is my saviour-

Every fashion student has something they turn to in times of stress, for some its green smoothies, kale and oats but for me its chocolate or ice cream or even better…ice-cream covered in chocolate. As far as I’m concerned the further the semester progresses, the more acceptable it becomes to devour a magnum at 10am. Its not too early if you never slept. Those who develop a healthy addiction don’t understand how fortunate they are, for me it means a few late night trips to the gym to try and avoid gaining 20 kilos every semester. Luckily though, I’m not the only one to who is a slave to my cravings for chocolate and together we provide support for one another (in chocolate form of course!).  It is because of this bond we share that no one bats an eye when we find a chocolate stain on a cashmere jacket that was set to show in MSFW…. Instead with a certain confidence, we’d comfort her in unison “it’s a design feature!”

[ Credits: Words by Rachelle Dobson, Illustration by me. ]

How I feel about Fashion School – 07

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Maxine Tanner | October ,24 2015

When the end is nigh

And all you want to do is cry

Or crawl up into a ball and die.

But you have to finish the year

So you can have a celebratory beer

Instead of living the rest of your life in fear

Of failing and having to repeat the last year.

You could mimic Raf Simons, and quit while you’re ahead

Or you could work to the bone and sleep when you’re dead.

Your motto for the past three years has been P’s equal degrees

Yet you can’t get a pass by begging or simply pleading please.

Staying awake for over 24 hours at a time will become a ritual

Printers running out of ink and files becoming corrupt will be perpetual.

Still you’ll have to meet the set due date

Or the fact that you wind up working at McDonalds won’t be merely fate

Your lecturers tell you of all the possible jobs to apply for

From working for Dior to opening your own label and retail store

But once you finish this semester all you’ll want to do is stay home and sleep

And when lecturers ask what has come of you, no one will have heard a peep.

Who knows what the future will hold

You might move to sovereign hill and make a living panning for gold.

You might journey to a foreign land

And relax on the beach with your feet beneath the sand.

You might actually get a job at a high end label in fashion

Just as intended, and your job would become your life’s passion.

Then again you might be satisfied with your job at McDonalds

Where you journey up the corporate ladder and eat your way past the models.

After all these life decisions are prudent

But, let’s face it, thats the life of a fashion student.

[ Credits: Words by Maxine Tanner, Illustration by me. ]