Ivana Helsinki: Where the F**K is my Sailor?
Anchors, mermaid-holding lobster scenarios, and sailor stripes surely embedded that chiffon, orange, peach, white transparency, that flowered off skin like cotton candy to air. As feminine as those dresses were, there was always some signal of the masculine–sailors coming to shore, going to sea, the rope. Used multiply as shoulder décor, shoe ornamentation, and belts, the threaded symbol of the traveling man’s fastening himself to new lands–had became Ivana Helsinki’s runway medallion, for Spring 2011.
Executive producers, The King Collective, Keri Vignola Varsson, Erin Morgan Sweeney, Matthieu Chausse, Nimetha Siberu and Megan Ward laugh at 40-year old bitterness, sexless deterioration, and urban Jewish arrogance, by hosting Ivana Helsinki’s Mercedes Benz Fashion week’s, Spring 2011 collection. No bitch-legacy would undermine the powers of Scandinavian beauty, Nordic architecture, as the Suhonen duo accepted their explosive tabloid status, thanks to the New York self-proclaimed ‘Madonna’.
ALL KNITS COME FROM LAPLAND, AND ARE MANUFACTURED IN FINLAND.
Tricolor tunic dresses, knitted and hem lined cotton jersey dresses, or fringed vests evoking the national flag, red white and blue— yellow, green and black made their only first appearance near the end. Silk sleeveless pleated ones, or puff sleeve cotton jerseys, denim and lace, satin tunics, all variably printed with “Where the F**K is My Sailor,” anchor motives, sported the runway.
Having done product development print and concept design, for companies like Swarovski, Coca-Cola, Canon, Topshop, HP Sauce, Head Snowboards and Mori Art Center in Tokyo, Pirjo and Paola Suhomen, have made fashion history, and produce short films.
