L'Occitane Ice Hand Cream This is not the usual hand cream.Not creamy, greasy or even moisturising.No, non...
Not for the prudes please Like a littlered hotsexymini dressmaybe? And thatspretty tame going by what you ...
3.1 Phillip Lim The elaborate blond wood Moorish arches at the mouth of the runway were an obvio...
Good Shot Who: Zani Gugelmann What: Santo, her new collection of 18-karat-white-gold, bull...
Are you addicted to your Ive read about lip balm addiction sometime back but forgot about it until now wh...
Can you use body lotion o Why would anyone want to use their hand lotion or body moisturizer on their face...
Buying mineral makeup in A few people have emailed me asking where they can obtain mineral makeup in Sing...
Born in the U.K. to a Sicilian dad, Antonio Berardi currently lives in London and shows in Paris. Cosmopolitan as he is, it's his Roman Catholic upbringing that he frequently returns to—childhood memories are potent stuff. At the beginning of what was for him a well-balanced show, it seemed like the designer would be content to touch on trends such as transparency, neon colors, and a Stefano Pilati-ish silhouette, and only lightly tweak them with religious references. A hot pink dress, for example, fell like a priest's robes from the model's shoulders. A strapless number with a ruffle spanning the torso and descending to the hem came in cardinal red. And yet another dress, this one sleeveless and fitted, turned to reveal angel's wings along the shoulders.
Later, Berardi addressed the Catholic Madonna-whore complex full-on with looks in either Communion white or black. As innocent and untouchable as his downy dresses with their scroll-like embroideries were meant to be, they were cut in the same severe hourglass shape that Berardi used for a black openwork lace number that afforded a prime view of the briefs New York lingerie maker Jean Yu designed for the show. In other words, it was all sexy as hell—and yet it didn't feel like Berardi was straining for effect.