It's official. After months of rumors, Marc Jacobs is stepping down from his role as Creative Director of Louis Vuitton in order to focus on his namesake line.
I have to admit, there has always been a disconnect for me between the Marc Jacobs of Louis Vuitton and the Marc Jacobs of Marc Jacobs. I still remember the excitement of his appointment, back in the heady, fashionable nineties. It was Marc at Louis Vuitton, Tom Ford at Gucci, and Michael Kors at Celine. The Americans had invaded Europe's most storied fashion houses, producing intoxicating and wearable clothes.
The clothes have always been exquisite. Which brings me to my point of the disconnect. I have rarely, in my 16 years as a personal stylist, sold a piece of Marc Jacobs clothing. In fact, I've sold more Louis Vuitton, at those stratospheric prices, than from the Marc Jacobs collection.
There is just something--dare I say awkward--about the collection's fit and style. Apparently I'm the only one who feels this way because the company has an almost $1 billion dollar business and it can't all be from his handbags and shoes, which I absolutely love.
What is next for Marc Jacobs? I hear he is hoping for an IPO as successful as Michael Kors', who eventually left Celine to focus on his namesake line. If that doesn't work out, Jacobs can be consoled by the fact that he was among the few American designers to leave such a lasting impression, and blockbuster sales, on a French fashion house. Marc Jacobs’ collaborations with Stephen Sprouse and Takashi Murakami were the first of their kind and among the most sought after accessory collections ever.
Jacob's terminally chic, classic but interesting, Vernis collection has always been my favorite. I'll take one in burgundy in case anyone wants to know!