Recently, a tipster alerted us to a curious decision by the 56-year-old resort wear purveyor Lilly Pulitzer: one of their new prints, as it appears in the above spring look book, is named “Lolita.” How youthful! We are curious about how this idea came to fruition.
If you can’t read it, that top cartoon says “Fat, White and Hideous: You Should Probably Just Kill Yourself.” But whatever, I’ve said my piece.
The intense frenzy surrounding the new, blink-and-you-missed-it-because-the-girls-have-been-lined-up-since-dawn Lilly Pulitzer diffusion line at Target has caused many people to wonder: How can such a vibrant, rabid market (and after-market) exist for such phenomenally boring and showily tasteless shift dresses?
This morning Target launched its collaboration with whimsical print queen, Lilly Pulitzer. And unsurprisingly, it turned into a epic shit show because affordable Lilly Pulitzer is something that a certain kind of Southern woman dreams about a night.
Whether that's a good or bad thing, only you can decide. (Please note the green juice as prop.)
After an initial burst of enthusiasm, Target's Lilly Pulitzer capsule collection has already taken one ride on the backlash merry-go-round, for the fact that it'll include plus-sizes but banish them to the website. Now, here comes another question—can the brand's snobbiest fans STAND IT?
As reported earlier today, Lilly Pulitzer Rousseau died Sunday morning. She was 81.
"The 77-year-old designer and former grande dame of Palm Beach entertaining—in the Sixties and Seventies, her kitchen sat 26 for dinner—awaits guests perched on a chinoiserie-covered bench. She wears white slacks and a vintage Lilly shirt printed with white and yellow daisies, her feet bare but for the bright coral…