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A estilista que veio do Sul
A catarinense Lila Colzani, que fundou a Colcci, abre nova grife em São Paulo

Criadora da Colcci, uma das grifes de moda jovem de maior sucesso comercial no Brasil, a estilista Lila Colzani briga agora por um espaço no restrito clubinho fashion brasileiro. Em junho, ela lançará a Stereo, sua nova marca, também dedicada ao público jovem.
Na nova fase, a designer vai bater de frente com o seu passado. "Agora, eu e a Colcci seremos concorrentes, mas com estilos diferentes", afirma.
Lila criou a Colcci quando tinha 21 anos, em 1986. Sob os cuidados da estilista, a grife foi um sucesso instantâneo e chegou a ter 200 franqueados no país, no final dos anos 90.
Em 2000, ela vendeu a marca para o poderoso grupo catarinense AMC Têxtil, também dono da Sommer. A AMC Têxtil transformou a Colcci num colosso, com faturamento anual de cerca de R$ 300 milhões.
Lila continuou como diretora de estilo da marca até outubro do ano passado, quando pediu demissão e começou a arquitetar outros projetos. Ela passou a ser, também, consultora de estilo da Hering, onde remodelou as clássicas camisetas lisas da empresa e está ajudando a criar novas linhas de roupas.
A estilista, que vivia em Brusque (SC), mudou-se para São Paulo no início do ano, instalou-se nos Jardins e está refazendo toda a sua vida. "Sei que não sou tão conhecida aqui como no Sul. Estou começando do zero novamente", ela diz. "Agora tudo é novo para mim: a cidade, o marido e até o cachorro." O novo marido é o modelo Thiago Volpato, de quem ela está grávida. O primeiro filho do casal, Pedro, chega em julho.
Com 1,81 m de altura, 60 kg, 40 anos, loira, jovial e charmosa, Lila faz bonito até mesmo ao lado de Gisele Bündchen, com quem costumava entrar na passarela, ao final dos desfiles da Colcci -grife para a qual a top desfila com exclusividade no Brasil. Fashionistas já chegaram a dizer, com certa razão, que elas poderiam ser irmãs.
Com a Stereo, Lila diz que pretende retomar idéias que não teve tempo nem oportunidade de implementar nos seus últimos anos na Colcci. "Quero fazer uma roupa para jovens com informação de moda."
Segundo ela, desacordos com a AMC Têxtil a impediram de dar à Colcci o salto de sofisticação que ela gostaria. "A Stereo seguirá o rumo que a Colcci poderia ter tomado se eu tivesse tido mais liberdade criativa. A Colcci acabou ficando apelativa e repetitiva. Tive que refazer um mesmo vestidinho de malha com aplicações de paetês várias vezes", conta.
Por enquanto, a Stereo não terá uma loja. Na próxima semana, a estilista define o lugar nos Jardins que vai abrigar o showroom da grife. "A loja virá mais tarde. Quero começar com o pé bem no chão", diz ela.

Hering faz revolução sutil em seu clássico

A camiseta Hering acaba de passar por uma das principais modificações de sua história. Aos olhos comuns, o novo modelo parece igual ao antigo. Mas não é. O comprimento foi reduzido, bem como as mangas, os ombros e a gola. São mudanças sutis. A gola, por exemplo, foi diminuída em 0,5 cm. O comprimento ficou aproximadamente 1,5 cm menor.
Parece pouco, mas é o suficiente quando se trata deste clássico do vestuário brasileiro. "Sempre atualizamos as peças, mas desta vez foi uma mudança maior, mesmo que pareça pequena. Adequamos as peças ao estilo da época sem desagradar o nosso consumidor, que é muito fiel à camiseta", diz Karin Hering, gerente de marketing da marca.
As mudanças estão sendo coordenadas desde dezembro do ano passado pela estilista Lila Colzani, ex-Colcci. Elas não atingem apenas as camisetas, mas vários produtos da empresa, que está transformando sua estratégia de negócios: pretende abrir mais lojas e criar mais rotatividade nas coleções.
Lila acompanha ainda a criação da New Basics, a nova linha de básicos femininos e masculinos, em que as camisetas surgem com modelagem mais justas e terão um maior número de cores, inclusive cinza, um hype da temporada. "É uma linha diferenciada, com malhas melhores e acabamentos mais sofisticados, para atingir um público mais sensível à moda", afirma Karin.
A New Basic já está nas lojas, mas a camiseta clássica remodelada chega no final do mês. Na verdade, não existe apenas uma camiseta clássica, mas duas: a Original e a World T-Shirt. Mais conhecida, a segunda é também a mais vendida por essa empresa de 126 anos e cujo primeiro produto foi justamente um tipo de camiseta.
Os irmãos Herman e Bruno Hering, imigrantes vindos da Alemanha, começaram seu negócio em 1880, em Blumenau, produzindo camisetas para trabalhadores. "Eram como uma espécie de uniforme. A camiseta é o carro-chefe dos negócios, mas também um símbolo de nossa história", diz Karin.

Fast-fashion

GIL & CIA
O ministro da Cultura, Gilberto Gil, foi um dos convidados do seminário Fashion Marketing, promovido nesta semana pela consultora de moda Glória Kalil. Num debate com o diretor da SPFW, Paulo Borges, e o compositor José Miguel Wisnik sobre identidade brasileira, Gil fez um pedido de desculpas e disse que o governo finalmente reconheceu a importância da moda na cultural brasileira. Será?

GIL & CIA2
Mas quem roubou a cena foi Wisnik, com sua teoria de que o mercado fashion deveria abandonar as fórmulas estrangeiras e se concentrar numa "tecnologia de ponta do ócio". Ou seja, procurar imprimir nas roupas um certo comportamento relax e poético, que, segundo ele, é peça -chave do fascínio que o Brasil exerce sobre o mundo em diversas áreas.

MUSA
Ser dirigida por Pedro Almodóvar é um dos sonhos de Margherita Missoni, 24, a herdeira da famosa grife italiana que esteve no Brasil nesta semana, junto com seu tio, Vittorio Missoni (foto), para participar do seminário Fashion Marketing. "Gosto do estilo de Almodóvar, dos papéis femininos que ele cria e do modo como dirige os atores", disse à Folha.
Garota-propaganda do perfume da Missoni e nova musa da moda italiana, Margherita também estuda interpretação. "Mais que o cinema, amo o teatro. É nele que quero me encontrar em dez anos", afirmou. (Camila Yahn)

SAPATOS
A Sho&Purs, no Shopping Iguatemi, passa a vender os sapatos de Gianvito Rossi, filho do celebrado designer de calçados Sergio Rossi.

MOCHILAS
A JanSport, uma das marcas de mochilas mais vendidas nos EUA, também chega ao Brasil. Terá pontos de vendas em multimarcas e lojas de outras grifes, entre elas, a Zil, em SP.

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Inspired by the daytime debauchery on Pampelonne Beach in St.-Tropez, where jet-setters arrive by Ferrari and yacht, early iterations began at Le Bilboquet on the Upper East Side in the early ’90s, and spread to meatpacking district flashpoints like Bagatelle and Merkato 55 in 2008. But more recently, these brunches have been supersized, moving from smaller lounges to brassy nightclubs like Lavo and Ajna. The party blog Guest of a Guest has taken to calling it the “Battle of the Brunches.” “Not everyone gets to run to the beach or jump on a plane,” said Noah Tepperberg, an owner of Lavo in Midtown, which started its brunch party a year ago. “If you want to leave your house on the weekend, brunch fills that void.” On a recent Saturday, Mr. Tepperberg stood in Lavo’s basement kitchen, surrounded by meat slicers and employees readying confectionary “poison apples” for a Halloween party for a pre-split Kim Kardashian. Upstairs, patrons in costumes danced atop tables and chairs, bobbing to the carnival syncopation of Jay-Z and Kanye West’s “Paris.” Confetti and blasts of fog filled the air. Continue reading the main story Related Coverage slideshow The Brunch Party Takes Over Clubs NOV. 16, 2011 Advertisement Continue reading the main story It was 3 p.m. “People walk in and say, ‘I can’t believe this is going on right now,’ ” Mr. Tepperberg said. The brunch bacchanalia shows no sign of running dry. The Mondrian SoHo is starting Scene Sundays this month at its Imperial No. Nine restaurant. In Las Vegas, the original Lavo started a Champagne brunch a few weeks ago. Similar affairs have bubbled up in Boston, Los Angeles and Washington. For those looking to replicate the formula, here’s a guide to some of New York’s frothiest. Day and Night Ajna Bar (25 Little West 12th Street, dayandnightnyc.com); Saturday, noon to 6 p.m. This extravagant French-themed party landed in October at Ajna Bar in the meatpacking district, after dousing the Hamptons, Art Basel in Miami and the Oak Room in the Plaza Hotel with rosé. Beneath an industrial skylight and fluttering flags from the United Kingdom, France and Israel, well-heeled patrons pumped their fists and posed for purse-lipped Facebook photos, racking up huge tabs every Saturday. “I understand there’s a lot of people out there going through hard times,” said Daniel Koch, the promoter who helped start the Day and Night parties at Merkato 55. “But what you want to do with your money is your business.” SIGNAL TO DANCE ON TABLES “If you’ve been sprayed with Champagne, make some noise!” a hype man will shout between piercing dance tracks from Robyn, Calvin Harris and Oasis. Dancers in orange bathing suits will emerge; pipes will blast jets of fog. 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The 3 P.M. Brunch With the 4 A.M. Vibe By BEN DETRICK NOV. 16, 2011 Continue reading the main story Share This Page Share Tweet Pin Email More Save Photo An enthusiastic reveler parties to a performance by Roxy Cottontail, a promoter, at Eat Yo Brunch at Yotel on 10th Avenue, where the $35 brunch allows patrons to eat and drink for two hours. Credit Deidre Schoo for The New York Times BRUNCH, an occasion for flapjacks, Bloody Marys and meandering conversation, is traditionally the most sluggish of meals. But a smorgasbord of clubby New York restaurants have transformed lazy midday gatherings into orgies of overindulgence with blaring music, jiggling go-go dancers and bar tabs that mushroom into fiv

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