NYLON - February 2009 - (Page 96) lancôme punks out pull my daisy If you were one of those sticker-book girls, obsessed with all things fuzzy, puffy, and scratch ’n’ sniff (I’m not judging you; I have a tattoo of a unicorn), you’ll likely dork out over the latest version of Marc Jacobs’s Daisy fragrance. Available this month, the scent is the same as the original. But here’s the fun part: The limited-edition bottle comes with a sheet of tiny stickers of ladybugs, hearts, spiders, and rats—guaranteed to satisfy fans of Marc Jacobs and Lisa Frank alike. HOLLY SIEGEL $57 for 1.7 ounces, at department stores. visit lancôme-usa.com. 096 still lifes: jonathon kambouris. lancôme photographed by jennifer livingston. Lancôme has certainly stamped its trademark golden rose on cult-y and iconic products in recent years, from Proenza Pink, the milky shade created for Proenza Schouler’s spring g ’07 show, to Ôscillation, last fall’s vibrating mascara. But the brand’s new artistic director, Aaron De Mey, has designs on pushing the envelope (or Juicy Tube, as it were) even further with his first collection, titled Pink Irreverence (the latter word possibly never before associated with the 79-year-old company). Products include the Irreverent Madame Palette that creates De Mey’s pink smoky eye, a black nail polish with silver sparkles, and four high-shine lip colors called La Laque Fever. “I wanted to break it down to a base level before I introduced new colors and textures, the most matte and the glossiest of pure colors like black and pink,” he says. De Mey, a native New Zealander who has lived and worked all over the world, was inspired by the black sand beaches in his home country, the work of Swiss feminist and pop-artist Sylvie Fleury, and Marlene Dietrich’s practice of burning a wine-bottle cork, mixing the soot with Vaseline, and applying it to her eyelids for the ultimate smoky look. De Mey further honed his vision by making collages and inspiration boards, collecting fabric swatches, and assembling books of Polaroids of what he’d like for the the final look, as modeled by one of his friends. “It’s not about me telling women what to put on their face or when,” he says. “It’s about setting them free to play.” HS
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