Ode to Owens
Oh, where art thou Owens? We miss you. You have abandoned your urban jungle for greener pastures without looking back. Where are your asymmetric tops and gentle fabrics, your modern cuts and subtle tones? Paris gets you, I know, but so do your roots.
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[...] not buddies with Barrymore or cousins with Coppola. And all the good ones (ahem, Jeremy Scott, Rick Owens…) leave just as magically as they appeared and head off to Europe where fashion is not a [...]
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