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!
