In case your conscious (or wallet) can’t handle the truth about fur, Adrienne Landau’s looking out for you. She has a stunning line of faux furs, A by Adrienne Landau, that she’ll be selling TONIGHT on the Home Shopping Network! She’s on at 10PM. Also on the lineup with her is Robert Verdi, selling sunglasses that curve, just so, to the top of the head.

Incidentally, it was right after I asked FashionIndie neighbor Robert Verdi for a ride in his most official NYFW Fashion Police car for a lift back to the loft. With a sigh and a tilt of the head, sunglasses unbudged, he informed me they were heading uptown for another show. Sigh, indeed. So I turned afoot, and a few steps later a woman started to talk to me, about my outfit, naturally, this is Fashion Week. After my introduction, she said, “I’m Adrienne Landau.” A warm smile of recognition crossed my face, then we pondered the prospect of splitting a cab to the Garment Center. No cabs? Fine, the subway then. “It’s faster.”

ON THE SUBWAY with ADRIENNE LANDAU

What kind of fur really gets noticed?

Fox. The long hair really attracts. Colored fur draws a lot of people, especially vibrant jewel tones. I have a whole jacket that’s mixed color; a combination of textures.

Who is your biggest designer crush?
Dennis Basso, he’s a good friend. His collection this season was beautiful. It had a younger spin. So lux!

What kind of fur will you never wear in the subway?
I don’t think there’s any fur I wouldn’t wear in the subway. I have to be somewhere fast!

What piece have you been wearing all season?
I made this really big, really, really, really lightweight fox jacket. It’s weightless! Makes you feel like nothing’s on. It looks like sable even though it’s not.

What do you do to pay respects to the animals, aside from making sure they look eternally beautiful?
We make sure everything is from places where they were treated well. We’re very careful about that.

After the interview, she asked if I’d come to the studio the next day and write up the collection inspiration, “You look kooky enough to do it.” Now, without further ado, to the Adrienne Landau Fall 2012 show. (And my fur bartering tool begins)

A collection in three parts:

This collection takes you on a journey from a naturally wild mountainous terrain, through the cold opulence of Russia, and to the sleek minimalistic New York streets. Within every woman lies these facets in opposition, yet each part requires a layering staple, a versatile standout and a piece that speaks directly to the heart.

Adrienne Landau Fall 2012 begins atop a mountain at sunset, colors dancing in the sky, playing in the wind as the free air rustles a melange of textures in harmony. Raccoon highlights leopard printed rabbit as sable tails fringe fox shoulders. A cropped Mongolian takes in the hues of the falling sun. They brighten the wild spirit of the wearer.

Emerging from the wild, the collection refines as it head north to opulent Russia. With dreams of gilded palaces, the hues shift toward jewel tones. A multicolor fox jacket is pieced from vibrant vintage. Rabbit is printed rose. Skirts of sequins are trimmed Mongolian. The pieces are more versatile than an evening gown and command attention at a glance.

Go west to New York as Adrienne Landau addresses the minimalist within us all. A mink motorcycle jacket nods downtown as a leopard printed mink peacoat winks uptown. A knit rabbit cape appeals to every corner of the island. A mini skirt with the classic Landau sable tail fringe and croc riding pants become the special dress up-or-down pieces that flourish in your wardrobe. Visions of little black jackets, the kind a New Yorker can't live without, are luscious and subdued. There is a piece in the Adrienne Landau Fall 2012 for every woman, every mood, every whim, whether wild, opulent or minimal. All are luxurious.

And that, dear indies, is how one procures a luscious leopard stenciled rabbit fur vest from the singularly spectacular Adrienne Landau. Now it shall live on with me.

#WERQ

There will be an S&M Doggy runway show down the previously strip club's runway on 2/8. And it's Vice Magazine.

24 designers have created 24 custom dresses for 24 homeless women for a show hosted by Derek Fabulous on 2/16.

Last season, all the ladies that lunched walked away from this rare spot of Fashion Week food with a new computer. HP laptops sat on each seat for show goers to peruse the collection and brand history before the show began, and they had to go to somebody! And if you go, you may get a glimpse of Mick Jagger.

If you're there for the clothing, and you like it from young independents with a sharp eye and strong mind, you can get a quick dosage of several at once. See the newest from Samantha Pleet, William Okbo and Gemma Kahng on 2/9.

GenArt: The New Garde

Because this [Lady Gaga + Madonna] can happen.

It’s a dog beat eat dog world in VICE‘swonderfully whacky and subversively sadomasochistic editorial “Doggy District,” shot by Bryan Derballa with canine couture by Asher Levine.

While they may have seen better days, these old dogs have nevertheless learned to turn new tricks. As our month of all things sexy — and clearly we mean all things — is in full-swing, we thought this midday doggy diversion particularly appropriate.

No matter how inappropriate it actually is.

“Lagos defies logic. It’s an immensely frustrating place to be. The corruption, homophobia and traffic are a joke, and everything else seems fake, broken or breaking. But the young people are delicious. The models are heavenly, and the way they dance to Nigerian ‘dancehall’ is mind-boggling. No one got paid at this fashion week, but no one seemed to care either. There’s nowhere else like it.”

The models truly are heavenly as Nigeria’s greatest natural resource is clearly its stunning youth. Literally, pluck any girl from the low-rent, no budget knockoff of America’s Next Top Model — imaginatively titled Africa’s Next Supermodel — and throw her on the runway or the cover of Italian Vogue. And the men, while hopelessly narcissistic, kind of have the right to be — just take a look at the part of the episode where some male models discuss the endowment of Nigerian men. Cocky doesn’t even begin to describe it.

Check out the season finale of Fashion Week Internationale below and make sure to catch up on any episodes you might have missed:

Cambodia

Las Vegas

Colombia

Islamabad/New York Full-Figured Fashion Week

On the one side, there’s the crop of  young fashionistas excited to  take advantage of newfound  freedoms as the country pulls itself from the devastating aftermath of the Khmer Rouge communist regime. Then there’s the sobering reality of factory workers paid $2 a day to work in grueling and unhealthy conditions in order to supply the West with its full of fast fashion. And in between the two diametrically-opposed worlds, the glorious Cambodian tranny flits unfettered.

The statuesque Charlet Duboc takes to the streets of Phnom Penh to explore what Cambodia Fashion Week has to offer and as befits a third world nation, she found more than she bargained:

“Culturally, Cambodia is on still on wobbly legs after the Khmer Rouge’s ruthless genocide obliterated any trace of creativity the country had. The very concept of fashion is still ‘Greek’ to most Cambodians. Modeling is frowned upon and many people just wear pajamas, which is ironic considering the country’s biggest source of export revenue is its garment industry, which produces clothes for the West, paying its workers $2 per day to do so. So, you’ll see there were plenty of things to distract me from Cambodia’s first ever fashion week.”

Parts 2 and 3 will debut tomorrow but for now enjoy Part 1 below:

Duboc traveled to the Nevada desert to explore Sin City’s “cutting edge lingerie,” though all she found were some moonlighting strippers flaunting their assets for some old dudes who effortlessly give renewed meaning to the word “creepy.” In her travels, Charlet encounters a G-string factory (the largest in Nevada, thank you), gets her hands dirty in Las Vegas’s Lingerie Football League, stares into the gaping hole of many a crotchless panty and generally learns why what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.

Check out Part 1 below and visit VICE for more cheerfully disturbing fashion coverage:

Caviar with a side of hippie protest music.

Occupy this, trash.

Schtick.

A model with what appears to be Will Smith

Glad to see this is going well.

At the end of the day, it all comes down to hugs.

Bangin' on the bongos, the animals now run the zoo.

Boy band or power brokers?

Colombian women of all ages seek out the coveted hourglass figure of the Latina bombshell, in hopes of a better life and a better sense of self. Butt, at what cost? While gluteoplasty — i.e. butt implants — cost about a third of what they would in the U.S., some women risk everything, even their lives, in the pursuit of gluteal perfection. Duboc witnesses one of these surgeries for herself when a rather ravishing 45-year-old woman goes under the knife.  ”If you’re squeamish you might find it challenging to watch through til the end!” Duboc warns, and it really is harrowing/disgusting/vomit-inducing watching a doctor gingerly shove a piece of plastic into a sedated butt cheek. After all was said and done, however, Duboc admitted to feeling a bit of “ass-envy.”

Check out the first part of the doc below and check out Vice.com for more Fashion Week Internationale!

Richard Kern’s retrospective of photography 1980-2009 opens tonight at Rental Gallery.  You’ve probably seen his spreads in Dazed & Confused and Vice.

 If you’re a fan of the underground artist’s voyeuristic work (or nekkid chicks), check it out.

Rental Gallery
120 East Broadway, 6th floor
212.608.6002
New York, NY

Show runs from June 4th – July 5th
Opening reception: June 4th, 6-8pm

Two indierific magazines are hosting launch parties.

Heres a play by play of what each offers and which to head to…

COVER STORY

Radar: A new look for the magazine and a Pamela Anderson cover story

Vice: Mexican Issue Launch

CELEBRITY

Radar: Pamela Anderson

Vice: The Mexicans that rule your life

PHOTOG

Radar: Terry Richardson

Vice: ???

ALCOHOL

Radar: Belvedere, New Castle Brown Ale

Vice: Colt 45, 42 Below

DJ’s

Radar: DJ Jedi

Vice: Semen Sperms, Max Wowch, and “Special Guests” (aka they have no idea)

LOCATION

Radar: Room Service

Vice: Santos Party House

WINNER

Radar magazine for giving Pamela Anderson something to do besides wait for a Baywatch movie or Borat 2. Plus, we’re still in hearts with Terry Richardson.