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Terminou ontem (25.06) os desfiles para o verão 2014 da semana de moda masculina de Milão. Na pauta, o mix de elementos esportivos com a alfaiataria clássica, a volta do terno de 3 botões (ícone dos anos 90), o desaparecimento das gravatas, o predomínio das camisetas sobre camisas, as calças de modelagem ampla e caimento fluido, a continuada força dos sweater, os florais escuros, e uma certa economia de design, traduzida em proposta diretas, formas simples e ausência de decorações frívolas. Veja a seguir um balanço dos melhores momentos da semana: _DÉBUT Ermenegildo Zegna Marcando em grande estilo o início dos desfiles masculinos em Milão, Stefano Pilati, depois de quase 10 anos na direção criativa da Yves Saint Laurent, fez sua estreia a frente da criação da Ermenegildo Zegna. Na famosa marca italiana, mais conhecida por seus ternos de altíssima qualidade e tecelagens espalhadas pela Itália, Pilati ficou encarregado de criar uma linha especial de couture, dedicada a um seleto grupo de consumidores do mais alto luxo. Mas, mesmo com foco extremamente nichado, a coleção reverberou não só pela revolução que fez na grife, mas também por seu caráter direcional para a moda masculina. Entre as principais novidades apresentadas estão o uso de cores (a Zegna sempre foi sinônimo de tons sóbrios, principalmente o cinza), a “descombinção” do terno (calças e blazer em cores diferentes, refletindo um novo comportamento de consumo masculino), e uma proposta mais relaxada e sensual de proporção e silhueta (mais alongada, com formas fluídas e relaxadas). _ALTA PERFORMANCE Salvatore Ferragamo Para o verão 2014, modelagens, tecidos tecnológicos e acabamentos dos mais variados esportes encontraram caminho livre para algumas das principais coleções desfiladas na cidade italiana. Na Salvatore Ferragamo, por exemplo, o diretor de criação Massimiliano Giornetti apresentou uma coleção de parkas oversized e jaquetas bomber, combinadas com bermudas superamplas e regatas ou camisetas estampadas graficamente com o números 1 e 4. Fendi De maneira similar, na Fendi, elementos esportivos como ajustes elásticos e tecidos tecnológicos se misturaram a expertise máxima dessa marca no manuseio e acabamento com couro. E na Calvin Klein, Italo Zucchelli segue sua imersão nos mais recentes avanços da tecnologia têxtil. _ESPORTES URBANOS Giorgio Armani Ainda que os esportes tenham marcado presença na pauta da semana, foi sua adaptação ao guarda-roupa urbano que ganhou mais relevância e aparência de novidade. Emporio Armani Giorgio Armani, tanto em sua linha principal, como na Emporio Armani, deu a seus famosos ternos ares dinâmicos e confortáveis ao trocar botões por zíperes, camisas por camisetas furadinhas, e os tecidos clássicos por versões high-tech. Gucci Na Gucci, Frida Giannini também se deixa levar pelo momento esportivo. Uma série de looks compostos por leggings ou versões futurista de calças de montaria, combinadas às camisetas e jaquetas de formas precisas, gráficas e ligeiramente oversized, elevam a combinação do activewear com alfaiataria à máxima potência. A principal novidade vem do contraponto superequilibrado entre os tecidos tecnológicos e o classicismos tão essencial à Gucci. Numa das melhores coleções da semana _e também numa das mais emblemáticas da carreira desta estilista_, Frida reveste de contemporaneidade o conceito do made in Italy. Unindo o artesanal ao industrial de maneira quase indissociável, ela valoriza o trabalho humano ao mesmo tempo em que se vale da tecnologia têxtil para dar às roupas apelo de consumo similar àqueles dos gadgets eletrônicos. _DAMAS DA NOITE Gucci A forte expansão do mercado masculino se deve, em parte, a crescente demanda vinda da China e outros países orientais. Cerca de 30% das vendas das marcas masculinas italianas são para chineses. Assim, não surpreende a forte influência da cultura oriental nesse segmento. Na Gucci, florias escuros _uma das principais estampas do verão 2014_ vêem diretamente do coração da Ásia. Reforçando o clima sombrio da temporada _possível reflexo das incerteza políticas e econômicas que assolam o mundo_, servem de contraponto à alta modernidade das peças esportivas com tecidos supertecnológicos. Prada Já na Prada, os motivos havaianos se revestem de significados perversos para subverter os clichês de roupas de férias ou simplesmente de tudo associado ao verão. Ao som de helicópteros, as camisas floridas combinadas a ternos algo 40’s (calças de modelagem ampla e caimento fluido e blazers de ombros definidos e abotoamento duplo) desfiladas entre as paredes com desenhos tropicais de coqueiros, sugeriam algo mais próximo de Apocalypse Now do que uma praia paradisíaca. _ECONOMIZE Bottega Veneta Formas simples e bastante objetivas, quase que brutas, entregam mensagens de fácil e rápida assimilação. Um dos melhores exemplos vem no verão 2014 da Bottega Veneta. Os ternos de silhueta 50’s e com os novamente atuais blazers de três botões, reforçam essa noção de economia tanto pela silhueta, quanto pela ausência quase que completa de adornos desnecessários. As únicas decorações ficavam por conta de traços brancos _às vezes com efeito trompe l’oeil_, que lembravam os traços de giz dos alfaiates, ou padronagens xadrez (outra forte tendência). Aqui, assim como em outras importantes coleções, as camisas também caem em desuso, sendo substituídas por camisetas, de construção bastante básicas, e formas amplas, quase geométricas. Jil Sander Longa adepta ao minimalismo, Jil Sander também reforça essa noção de um design simples, porém com extrema precisão e controle _salvo algumas estampas tipo paisley em laranja ácido e bermudas superamplas. Não por acaso, a coleção parecia justamente girar entorno da dicotomia de caos & controle. Exemplo máximo, vem nos blazers alongados, com camisetas num branco imaculado, combinados às estampas ou formas fluídas na parte de baixo.

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The 3 P.M. Brunch With the 4 A.M. Vibe By BEN DETRICKNOV. 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 five figures. No, boozy brunches aren’t new. 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. In a dangerously drunken take on a bar mitzvah ritual, a man spooning dessert out of a giant bowl will be seated on a chair and lifted high into the air by his cronies. BRUNCH SET Club-savvy guests seem piped in from Miami, Monaco and Merrill Lynch. “I’m from the South, so drinking during the day is not new to me,” said a woman who wore a Diane Von Furstenberg dress but not the necessary wristband to enter the V.I.P. area. Outside, near a black Aston Martin coupe, a young man wearing paint on his face and sunglasses delved into socioeconomics. “We’re the 1 percent,” he said to a woman, matter of factly. THE BUFFET The Nutella-stuffed croissants ($12) cater to Europeans, while a gimmicky $2,500 ostrich egg omelet (with foie gras, lobster, truffle, caviar and a magnum of Dom Perignon) is for aspiring Marie Antoinettes. Champagne bottles start at $500; packages with several bottles of liquor and mixers for mojitos or bellinis are $1,000. The check can be sobering. “You didn’t look at the price of the Dom bottle!” a man barked into his iPhone, to a friend who apparently ditched before paying. “It’s $700!” STILL-HOT ACCESSORY Slatted “shutter shades” live on at Day and Night. DID THE D.J. PLAY “WELCOME TO ST.-TROPEZ”? Yes. Lavo Champagne Brunch Lavo (39 East 58th Street, lavony.com); Saturday, 2 to 6:30 p.m. Smog guns. Confetti cannons. Piñatas. Masked masseuses. Dancers in Daisy Duke shorts (some on stilts, obviously). Since last November, this Italian restaurant has roiled with the energy and pageantry of Mardi Gras. At the recent Halloween party, Slick Rick, an old-school rapper with an eye patch and glinting ropes of jewelry, lethargically performed several ’80s hits. Some of the younger “Black Swans” in attendance were unsure of his identity. “Is he big in London?” asked an Australian woman wearing a top hat. SIGNAL TO DANCE ON TABLES Caffeinated anthems like Pitbull’s “Hey Baby” and Roscoe Dash’s “All the Way Turnt Up” are accentuated by processions of bouncers carrying women above them in tubs, like Cleopatra on a palanquin. Polenta pancakes taking up precious square footage? Just kick them aside with your stilettos. Newsletter Sign Up Continue reading the main story Open Thread Newsletter A look from across the New York Times at the forces that shape the dress codes we share, with Vanessa Friedman as your personal shopper. You agree to receive occasional updates and special offers for The New York Times's products and services. See Sample Privacy Policy Opt out or contact us anytime BRUNCH SET Share Champagne spritzers with willowy model types and inheritors of wealth. The scrum on an October afternoon included the son of a Mongolian dignitary, six scions of Mexican plutocracy wearing novelty somberos, and at least one supermodel. “She’s everywhere,” said Mr. Tepperberg, as the nymph, whose name he couldn’t remember, disappeared into the jungle of merriment. THE BUFFET With the emphasis on tabletop dancing, Italian trattoria offerings (margherita pizzas for $21, and lemon ricotta waffles for $19) are often abandoned underfoot and sprinkled with confetti. Proving alcohol reigns supreme here, ice buckets are carefully shielded with napkins. Bottle service rules: Moët Brut is $195 and liquor starts at $295. Balthazar and Nebuchadnezzar sizes surge toward the $10,000 mark. RISKY ROSé Alcohol and high-altitude dancing can be perilous: there was a brief hullabaloo in one corner when several women took a tumble. DID THE D.J. PLAY “WELCOME TO ST.-TROPEZ”? Yes. Eat Yo Brunch Yotel (570 10th Avenue, yotel.com); Sunday, 11 a.m. to 4 p.m. If spending thousands of dollars makes your stomach turn, this newish party at Yotel is more easily digested. This affably cartoonish affair, held at the space-age hotel in Hell’s Kitchen with the design aesthetics of a Pokémon, draws a gay-friendly crowd lured northward by Patrick Duffy, a promoter. “There’s a lot of pressure in night life,” Mr. Duffy said. “But I feel like Sunday is a comedown. It doesn’t have to be perfect.” SIGNAL TO DANCE ON TABLES These connoisseurs of brunch wear designer shoes too stylish for tromping atop omelets. With a D.J. spinning dance tracks from LeLe and Earth, Wind & Fire, guests sip bellinis at the bar or banter at long communal tables. The performers are looser. One afternoon, Roxy Cottontail, a pink-haired promoter, vamped around the sunken dining area with a microphone. “Don’t make kitty pounce,” she rapped, before climbing atop a table. BRUNCH SET Clusters of trim men wear leather motorcycle jackets or shroud themselves in patterned scarves. “It’s an eclectic, downtown vibe,” Ms. Cottontail said. “We have the most fabulous gays in New York City.” When a platinum-blond waiter in skintight jeans pranced in front of a wall decorated with pictures of sumo wrestlers riding Japanese carp, it seemed straight from an anime cell. THE BUFFET For an egalitarian $35, patrons receive unlimited grub — options include chilaquiles, halibut sliders and seaweed salad — and a two-hour window of boozing. “It’s not bougie,” said Mr. Duffy, who bounded across the room hugging guests and hand-delivering shots. “You could be a poor, starving artist or someone that doesn’t take a client for under $20 million.” COLOR CODE Wear purple if you hope to be camouflaged by the staff outfits, chairs and ceilings. DID THE D.J. PLAY “WELCOME TO ST.-TROPEZ”? No. Sunset Saturdays PH-D Rooftop Lounge at Dream Downtown (355 West 16th Street, dreamdowntown.com); Saturday, 5:30 to 10 p.m. Despite a happy hour time slot, this sunset party atop the Dream Downtown hotel is not for pre-gaming. After funneling in brunch crowds from elsewhere, 8 p.m. has the frenzied atmosphere and intoxication of 2 a.m. The offbeat timing may deter conventional weekend warriors. “No matter how cool the place, some people feel Friday and Saturday nights are for amateurs,” said Matt Strauss, a manager of PH-D. “We’re not for amateurs.” SIGNAL TO DANCE ON TABLES The D.J. rapid-fires through tracks from C+C Music Factory, LMFAO and Rick Ross, but booze-lubricated guests scramble on couches with little hesitation. Those grappling with bursts of existential angst after six hours of brunch can gaze pensively at the spectacular views of Midtown Manhattan. BRUNCH SET Attractive women and affluent men knot around tables; hotel guests gawk from the bar. On a recent Saturday, Mark Wahlberg danced with a few friends, and David Lee, a former New York Knick, enjoyed downtime provided by the N.B.A. lockout. “We saw an angle,” said Matt Assante, a promoter. “People spend more money than at nighttime.” THE BUFFET Brunch is thankfully over, but crispy calamari ($17) and guacamole ($12) could constitute a light dinner. A bottle of Veuve Clicquot is $475. Cîroc vodka is $450. Cocktails like the Cloud Nine (Beefeater gin, Campari, grapefruit) are $18; a Bud Light is $10. WINDING DOWN After the rigors of daylong gorging, relax with the help of an on-site masseuse. DID THE D.J. PLAY “WELCOME TO ST.-TROPEZ”? Obviously.

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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