It’s ironic, isn’t it, that the words “whore” and “lady” should appear in the same line. I suppose it’s not entirely paradoxical if you so happened to be mid-sentence summarizing Julia Robert’s transformation from a common whore to a high-society lady upon meeting Richard Gere in the ever classic film, Pretty Woman. (Actually, there’d be issues if someone never saw Pretty Woman…) But, as always, life surprises you, and there are firsts for everything.
I have had my fair share of little features for my blog that, somewhere along the way, fallen to the wayside: petite novellas, Why Don’t You, Things I Love Thursday, What’s In/What’s Out, etc. Few have survived the ordeal: Maintenant (updates on my oh-so-fabulous life in the New Jersey suburbs) and The Stylist’s Notebook, to be exact, are the survivors. A third is to be introduced, glamorously named Bag Whore. It’s simple. It’s straightforward. Not prettified nor Frenchified (which I’m quite guilty to doing much too often for my own good). Bag Whore. It is what it is, glorified in all its cheekiness. There’s a ring to it, non?
Why Bag Whore, though? Pourquoi, you ask? Ah, because I am one. Admittedly, I may love clothes, I may have an addiction to nail varnishes, but my one true vice lies in my obsession with bags. I started La Couturier shortly after stumbling across Bag Snob, and my first month’s worth of blog entries consisted largely of whatever “it” bag I fell in love with (it’s amazing to see how much I’ve grown—it” is not longer a part of my vocabulary). In short, La Couturier was largely conceived from my adoration for handbags, their utter necessity, and the independence they represent for the woman. But that’s another story, for another day.
The Bag Whore will pop up spontaneously and impulsively. She (or me, rather), makes her first appearance today, featuring…
LADY Dior
The LADY Dior is one of those decadent bags kept, and passed, as an heirloom between the women of the family. From grandmother, to mother, to daughter, easily carried in the crook of each woman’s arm regardless of age. It’s that classic.
Which makes it seem stodgy and grandmotherly. The LADY Dior has quite the stoic shape—rectangular and briefcase-like. I won’t argue with you on those counts. Notwithstanding, walk into a meeting [on time; being “fashionably late” is tacky unless it’s to a fête] and every individual in that conference room knows immediately that you mean business. The same speaks for an interview. The effect isn’t simply in reaction to that fact it’s Dior (and therefore fabulous), but because of the bag’s timelessness and austerity. Pull out the Moleskine (bonus points if it’s Hermès) journal, Mont Blanc, and Blackberry and they know you’re serious.
Further, judging by it’s boxy silhouette, I have no doubt about it’s sturdiness. Your most important necessities (the aforementioned plus your No. 2 Yves Saint Laurent Rouge Volupté) are guaranteed to be well-nested and secure. And should some rude chav come your way despite your ladylike attempts to escape his grasp, you could easily knock him out. With your LADY Dior. No, not with your knuckles. That, my dears, is not very lady-like.
Isn’t the debut advert for the handbag stunning? It epitomizes everything a woman wants to be: Parisian, sophisticated, and a femme fatale clad in Dior (and black!) perched atop the Eiffel Tower. I do love that Marion Cotillard, Oscar-winning actress, is the muse; I never quite pictured her to be a Dior girl, but at the same time, I do feel she has embodied that image beautifully, and impeccably. The above advert is the first of the series; it sets the scene for Dior’s icon atop of the Eiffel Tower, whose architecture recalls the bag’s cannage (cannage, fr. n.: weaving strips of cane for making the seat or a seat back). I adore the reference.
Chapter three of the Lady Dior saga takes Mme. Cotillard to Shanghai. It’s rare that any advert/editorial takes place on the continent of Asia, so props to Galliano’s creative team for directing this campaign there! This chapter features the edgier, more futuristic side—note the difference in location, background, and ensemble. Chapter one was classic and conservative, whilst this advert features a leather peplum dress (which I’m lusting after). Sure enough the styling is still safe, but nonetheless, beautiful.
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Le sigh. I hope you do know that I fully intend on owning the LADY Dior. Sapphire patent leather? Or black lambskin. That, mes chéries, is ze question.
bisous,
La C.
{promo images via thefashionspot}
Katie says
Gorgeous bag!
MizzJ says
Oh yes, I’m so with you on this. The Lady Dior is such a classic, timeless beauty. I sigh over this one whenever I go into a Dior store!
Lottie says
cute post!x
Bostonista (Kara) says
So beautiful!
xo
thebaglady says
Your writing gets better and better, I love this sassy voice you’ve grown into! Love this feature, the first bag you chose is unconventional but fantastic.
I think I’d buy it just for the sake of having it around to knock down sleazy men… 😉
kim says
I would say that bag isn’t stodgy at all, I am loving it! So precious.
++f+ says
i do like its look. i once tried on a dior bag (similar to this one) and it weighed a tonne. so yes it’ll make a formidable self-defence weapon. love that dress indeed.
page says
wow your analysis is so thorough and right 🙂
very interesting post and ads 🙂
page
Style Souk says
Completely agree…
There is something grandmotherly about this bag – I imagine it being filled with gold-plated compacts of powdery macquillage and bottles of lilac-scented perfumes – but, curiously, that’s what makes it so alluring.
It already feels time-tested. An old favourite in the making.
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thebaglady says
You don’t know how glad I am that you’ve brought back posts featuring bags!!! As if you couldn’t tell by my previous comments (and my username), I’m in the same boat as you, sistah.
Bag lovers anonymous. Unite!
sasha says
do they make non leathery lady dior?
monichika2 says
Fabulous blog darling! Its great to see more wordpress fashion blog out!
Oh lady Dior … i love that bag! is one of my iconic bags of all times <3