By RUTH LA FERLA
Published: September 15, 2010
How to choose? The question made me anxious since, to my mind at least, picking out just the right shade is what separates the terminally clueless from the cognoscenti.
I have plenty of company, it seems. Not since Vamp, Chanel’s mid-’90s ode to decadence, has nail polish caused such a stir. Chanel’s cadaverous pigments, and other limited-edition hues from Nars, Butter and Strange Beautiful, have spawned a lust for weirdly synthetic greens, rusts, taupes and violets.
There are wait lists for some and mobs clamoring for others, as they did last week, thronging the Chanel boutique in SoHo during Fashion’s Night Out, throwing down $75 for a capsule collection of khakis.
Even Jason Wu gave the trend a nod, collaborating with CND on a mini collection of pearl gray, taupe and maroon shades that will be in stores next spring.
Offbeat as they are, such offerings seem timid compared with the manicures spotted at the latest round of fashion shows, treatments that varied from squared-off nails in high-gloss jade to full-on talons that were pierced, flower-patterned or painted matte beige, a peculiarly bloodless shade, offered in homage, I suppose, to this year’s undying vampire craze.
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