I'm more and more puzzled by Vogue Paris.
After too many BCBG issues, with unbearable bohème looks, here it comes the sassy again. So obvious, so first degree. The only thing I liked was the cover (the dress is from Atelier Versace, if you're wondering):
The central spread called "Fatale" (what original name!) featuring Sasha Pivovarova and phographed by Mert&Marcus is a mix of colored and black&white pictures that seem putted there by mistake.
The lovely Sasha smokes in most of them half-naked, with that wet-hair look as she has just walked out of her shower. Really nothing to say about the styling, inconsistent and once again, obvious.
The magazine goes on with a second editorial by Emmanuelle Alt featuring Isabeli Fontana on the same deceiving cheap sexy style and another spread styled by Joe McKenna and photographed by David Sims,
dark, masculine, set in an English countryside that looks like a dusty cemetery. I can't tell you how depressing it is.
I'll save from the fire only the accessories spread by Marie Chaix, "Une femme pressée".
Jourdan Dunn looks beautiful on the pictures (photography Hans Feurer) and the styling is a mix of wearable and high fashion.
