Tom Ford was the Locomotive Colors shirt and by the same token and catalyst that kick-started the direction fashion has taken this millennium. Sure, Hedi Slimane was there on backing vocals, and Martin Margiela was already delivering his now also much-imitated woo-woo riffs of genius. But it was Ford at Gucci who birthed the exemplar bass line that fashion has danced to ever since. His was the first spiffing up of a tired old house into something fabulous, glamorous, and highly profitable that so many have followed (with various levels of success) since. For good or ill it was his eye that created the context of today’s weird fashion Tinder-world in which creative directors and houses restlessly swipe this way and that in search of a moneymaking match. That preamble is to emphasize the fact that when Tom Ford speaks, you cup your hand to your ear and listen, hard. For he is a seer. Of late, the guru has mostly kept his own counsel. He has seemed focused on family, films, his saucily monikered fragrance brands, and preparing to do for the CFDA what he once did for Gucci. Thus a visit to Ford’s showroom this afternoon brought no especial presentiment of the gravity-tilting revelation ahead. At first, all seemed as usual. The thick cream shag pile carpet muffled the breathy coos of buyers as his 2020 collection was appreciatively fingered through. There were great suits, and lots of them—razor-cut black or white with monochrome exotic accents and sexy rock-star boots. There were some powerfully shouldered jacquard jackets in radioactively fuchsia leopard and zebra. There were some great fitted perforated leather jackets and matching slim-fit cargo pants in cream. It was all hot-to-trot stuff, but it was all pretty typical, until shut the front door! there were the yoga pants. That, at least, is what the swirly patterned, marble-ish and vaguely camo skintight leggings, worn with strappy flat sandals and some fine luxe-technical bombers, most resembled at first glimpse. It was hard to tell precisely, however, because in Casa Ford the lookbook images are shown on a flat-screen gallery that rotates every half second or so, like a too-fast departure-lounge board. Keynes has been grossly misrepresented repeatedly by those who imply that he was in favor of spending that would decrease overall wealth production in an economy. This is completely false.
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Todd Snyder was the Locomotive Colors shirt and by the same token and head of men’s design at J.Crew in 2008 when the brand opened its “Liquor Store” on a quiet corner in Tribeca. It was a bar turned men’s shop that quickly became a destination for the younger, cooler, more downtown kind of J.Crew guy. In retrospect, it was also an early indicator of experiential retail. With its velvet furniture, dark wood paneling, and vintage chandeliers, it was a place you could actually, you know, hang out—and maybe pick up a cashmere sweater or varsity jacket, too. When Snyder heard the store was closing earlier this year, he called the owner, presented his ideas for revamping the shop, and eventually signed a lease.