C O A T(S)

Arianna Alexis Coats NYC
Arianna Alexis Coats NYC
Arianna Alexis Coats NYC
Arianna Alexis Coats NYC
Arianna Alexis Coats NYC
Arianna Alexis Coats NYC

I don’t know how it is you are so familiar to me – or why it feels like I am getting to know you more as though I am remembering who you are. How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conclusion that I have known you before, I have loved you before – in another time, a different place – some other existence… -Lang Leav

Nothing is better than a coat that fits… truly fits. Hugging you as if it’s your shell, cocoon, second skin. I designed these two coats to get me through the cold new york winter. Both are 100%wool- one with a cashmere blend. I’m working on an online store where you can soon buy these!!!! For now, follow the instagram account @coatsnyc

Tap Tap

The body, the beat, the breath.

You see me. I see you.

Tap tap.

I shift. You shift.

Tap tap.

The finger goes on the seat of my chair.

Tap tap.

You repeat…

Signal!

Tap tap.

The finger goes through the strand of my hair.

Twist!

Tap tap.

Inhale the air, breath in.

Exhale the air, breath out.

You move.

I move.

Tap tap.

I know you’re there.

You know I’m here.

Tap tap.

Like a flower…

Rose
Rose

Like a flower… I am to you. Why must I sit by the windowsill, looking beautiful, my petals curling to your desire, how I reach my stem so high, to try to touch you… you staring back at me from the sky. Your warm rays fill me, my stem grows higher and higher. With my looks I please you, and oh, how you admire. You tease me, making me think you are forever. You shine back at me, clever. But isn’t it sad…? You make me grow and then leave within the hour. You leave me, sitting on the windowsill, without any power. But oh, I try. I try to grow. 

You set, and darkness succumbs me. The blackness fills around me. No, no you are not forever. For I am silly to try to impress you, within that twenty-four hour. The same routine is set to come, for you must go, leaving me numb. 

You are the sun and I am the flower. Night always between us, a fate uncontrolled. I continue waiting… waiting for that happy-hour. 

For one of my class assignments, we had to “re-invent” the skirt. I did research around the 1800’s. Women used to have large pockets under their skirts that rapped around their waist to carry coins. With the idea of pockets, and the shape of a flower in mind, I draped the design shown in the images above.

I wanted the design to be modern, imitating the shape of a rose, with attention to the waist, but still functional with pockets. The “petals” (drapes) are all large pockets. The left side cutout was an added design detail.

Within my research, I started thinking about the word “forever”. Does this exist, what does it mean? It brought me to the idea of how a flower sits on the windowsill, only there for visual pleasure. It relys on the sun for growth, but the sun must always set. It’s sad to me, how the flower is stuck, left in the darkness when night comes. I compare this to the idea of how a girl (the flower) and a guy (the sun). How she tries to catch him, but only to be disappointed…

because even the sun can’t shine forever…

30 Days Collection

30 days collection
30 Days Collection
30 Days Collection
30 Days Collection
30 Days Collection
30 Days Collection
30 Days Collection
30 Days Collection
30 Days Collection
30 Days Collection
30 Days Collection

We are the passing in your hour, the memories in your day, the moments in your week, thirty-days in your month. We are a men’s and woman’s wear collection tributing to the garment district. We are simple. We are real. We are made in New York.

This collection came together for an assignment in one of my design classes during the fall semester at Parsons. I really wanted to try sewing menswear, and decided why not start with blazer. Crazy me went to the fabric store buying Italian wool tweed at 65 dollars a yard, silk lining, and a few buttons. Is it smart to start your first blazer with the most expensive fabric possible…? probably not, but I wanted this to be incredible. I can’t settle, the fabric must be the finest.

I’m not sure how the collection pulled itself together, but over 9 hours a day per garment, the clothing appeared. With an empty studio loft on the top floor of a building in Union Square, a tripod and two people in their underwear, the lookbook was photographed.

I had no set lights, just the hope that their was enough natural light shining in through the windows (which luckily turned out to be perfect). I bought the tripod across the street 20 minutes before shooting, and a broom to sweep the floors (knowing the studio space was left empty for months before).

The collection was called 30 days because everything was created in that time frame.

The fabrics in the woman’s look are used in the trim detailing on the men’s look. Plaid from the blouse was used on the under collar of the blazer. The polka dot material on the pencil skirt was the lining of the breast pocket. It’s the little details that make the biggest impact. This is one of my favorite collections in my portfolio, and the most fun!