I become a little kid at Christmas two days out of the year. On December 25, and the day I hold in my hands that years current Vogue September issue. I hold that glossy beacon of hope for the future with a gaiety and unmistakeable fashion nerd quality that shines through in the all so prevalent dumb smile on my face. I rush to the register, grabbing a San Pellegrino and probably a Phish Food Ben and Jerry’s on my way. Ready to devour little chocolate fishes and whatever else is swimming around in Anna Wintour’s latest creation. I flip through the first ad campaigns. Because obviously they are going to be works of couture art. You can imagine my dissapointment when I felt as though I was looking at last years Vogue..and the year before that as well. I am not one to criticize Louis Vuitton. And I am sure.. my friends can all vouch for me on that. I think the LV is about just as classic as the Chanel C’s. I just wished that this ad campaign actually made me happy.. but in fact it just pissed me the eff off. There is so much going on.. everywhere. I get that we’re bringing back the past, but we also need to look towards the future. This is like Dolce and Gabbanna ad campaign level.. and that’s a sting because D&G rarely sometime’s satisfies me. Especially loved their stuff in the early 2000’s. But honestly Louis V, I know that I don’t want to buy a single thing in those campaigns. The model’s look bored, as if they had been sitting on a train for 50 hours. I now associate the fall collection with smelly trains and a chance for an armed robbery or Sherlock Holme’s to come into my cabin. Which I admit sounds cool. I saw the collection walk down the runway, and it was interesting and beautiful. Why couldn’t you make this represent it? I feel as though when it comes to fashion that 9 times out of 10 the most simple items are the most beautiful and beautifully crafted. This Fall/Winter 2012 campaign, is not. So far the only campaign I can say I remember I loved was Christina Ricci’s campaign for you in 2008. I will always remember that one.. and these. I mean come on Louis, don’t let me down again!

Sincerely, your stalker.