November 06, 2009
Today's brisk morning found New York's fashion set SoHo-bound, but instead of queuing for yet another sample sale, they sidled into Prada's artistically palatial store on Prince Street for the unveiling of their newest creative fare - -the Prada book. Just what we need, another fashion book telling us what to wear, when to wear it, what to pair it with and flashing papparazzi pics of all sorts of celebs wearing it before. Thankfully, there's none of that in the new take-away tome simply entitled Prada. Arguably the most desired geometric shape in the world, the inverted triangle is worth very little by itself; that is until P-R-A-D-A is stamped inside, giving it a life -- and subsequent price tag -- worthy of a legacy.


Prada has always been about entertainment -- fairies flitting down the runway, loud, mismatching patterns making nothing but sense, and such consistent sartorial audacity that's given Miuccia Prada creative license to do no wrong. And then there are the clothes. Outfitting everybody who's anybody and everyone else in between, running from the red carpet to the Red Door, it's one of those luxury brands that lean away from actual indulgence, and more toward wearable objets d'art.
Suddenly everything in your suitcase seems so ... blah.