Diet Coke Fashion Friday: Fashion Books Aren’t Just For Christmas (Part II)

Remember this?

“If you can’t think of the best gift that has yet to be given, let me suggest a book.  Books are great.  Unlike electronics, they don’t crash or freeze, they are incredibly tactile and the feeling of looking at a picture on a page is far superior to looking at one on a screen (it’s the glossiness, I think).

I’ve got some fashion book choices for the various people in your life.  Well, the people in your life who like fashion.  For everyone else, I’d suggest a book token.”

No? That’s grand – that was part one of my Christmas gift guide – now on with part two…


1.  For the Voguette, the woman who wants to be Nuclear Wintour, or Alexandra Schulman, or Franca Sozzani, and has the Mt. Everest of Vogues to prove it, I’d suggest you get a copy of Vogue: The Editor’s Eye – a full review of which will be coming on Monday.  Focusing on the role of the fashion editor through the latter half of the twentieth century to the present day, there are some really nice spreads that throw light (rightfully) on women like Babs Simpson, Polly Mellen and Tonne Goodman.  You might not know who they are, but the Voguette definitely will.

Honourable mention – In Vogue: An Illustrated History of the World’s Most Famous Fashion Magazine

via Getting Beat Like You Stole Something

2.  For the (platonic) man friend who’s looking to up his game sartorially, there are two things.  First, give him a round of applause/packet of crisps for getting into personal style in a country where, except for a few inclusive pockets, it’s not incredibly popular to do so. Second, give him a copy of Style and The Man by Alan Flusser.  It’s all about suits and tailoring, so there’s nothing too avant-garde and there’s absolutely zilch that Flusser doesn’t know about knots, cuffs and how to get a good three piece made without compromise.

Honourable mention – Icons of Mens Style

3. For the street-style savvy friend who can’t get enough of The Sart (I was going to title this one the ‘street style slut’ before I realised how insulting that was), the newest book by the aforementioned Sartorialist is a great bet.  I wasn’t a big fan of the first book, but The Sartorialist: Closer really showcases just how damn GOOD Scott Schuman has got at capturing the personality quirks as well as the outfits of his subjects.

Honourable mention – The Sartorialist (eh, if it’s not broke don’t fix it).

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Related #6: What makes a style icon?

If you read yesterdays’ post, you’ll know why ‘style icon’ should be split into subcategories. Apart from it appealing to my nerdy/slightly anal nature (I’d arrange my clothes by the Dewey Decimal system if I could) some so-called icons just don’t measure up to their counterparts.

Instead of style icons, we should have style gods, style heroes, style deities, style inamoratas, style simulacrums, style mediocrities and style ‘marks for effort’.

Here’s my (incomplete) list of women that I think deserve iconic status, in descending order.  Style is subjective, so no-one is going to agree 100% with me.  If you violently agree or disagree, then leave a comment and tell me who’d be on your icons list.  Play nice now.

Publicity still for Breakfast at Tiffany's

Style Goddess: Audrey Hepburn

Other Style Goddesses: Brigitte Bardot, Grace Kelly

Angelica Huston in Valentino for Italian Vogue, 1972

Style Deity: Angelica Huston

Other Style Deities: Kate Moss, Francoise Hardy

Piaggi captured by The Sartorialist

Style Hero: Anna Piaggi

Other Style Heroes: Tavi Gevinson, Grace Jones

Publicity image for Louis Vuitton

Style Inamorata: Sofia Coppola

Other Style Inamoratas: Alexa Chung, Anna Wintour

Lowe in Futureclaw

Style Simulacrums: Daisy Lowe

Other Style Simulacrums: Rumi Neely, Cheryl Cole

There’s no point in listing mediocrites, because by definition if something is mediocre then it can’t reach iconic status.  And no point in including ‘marks for trying’ people, because I’m typing this in a pair of old pajamas and that would just be too hypocritical.


Who’s on your style hit list?