The queen scene
The signs were everywhere: my preference for pastels, my delight in delicious little cakes and my royal flush, courtesy of my new blush, “Penny Lane” by Nars. But it wasn’t until I sat in the chair at the hair salon and cried out, “More volume, more, more!” that it occurred to me. My beaucoup de frou-frou could only mean one thing–I was in the midst of a Marie Antoinette moment. And despite being guillotined by my own credit card during this mania, I still yearned for more glossy, glistening goodies.
This eau d’excess has been wafting through the air as of late with the recent release of Sofia Coppola’s blockbuster movie Marie Antoinette. Suddenly, everything from fashion to food has become very Versailles. At the Fall 2006 collections, Chanel showed jaunty black and white jabots, Valentino layered oodles of organza and Dries Van Noten rocked regal looking silk jacquard toppers. And the French queen continues to reign on the runways this spring with Louis Vuitton’s pretty petticoats, ruffles and bows. Perhaps inspired by Marc Jacobs’ (Louis Vuitton’s designer) gal pal and muse, Miss Coppola?
But stylish frocks aren’t the only confections to crave during this MA mode–chic sweets, like the melt-in-your-mouth specialty cupcakes, cookies and cakes from Flourgirls (flourgirls.com), have moved the masses to throw caution (and calories) to the wind and proclaim “Let them eat cake.”
And as for me, the only treatment for my Marie Antoinette malady was to take one decadent dose of fashion and truly revel in all of its frivolity and fabulousness. As Sofia Coppola said to Vogue: “You’re considered superficial and silly if you’re interested in fashion. But I think you can be substantial and still be interested in frivolity.” And to me, these bons mots will always reign supreme.
