The only thing I really like by Marc Jacobs is the accessories; I can see what all the fuss is about. The bags have a heft and a detail that scream luxury, while the look, mercifully, doesn't. The shoes are often pretty and sexy in the same go, and the presentation at this little shop recalls an art gallery or a temple, appropriate, given the fanatical desire Jacobs' accessories inspire in the hearts of his fans.
The genius of Marc Jacobs--his stewardship of Louis Vuitton, the way he manages to be the toast of two continents and yet still be found making out with hot guys in louche watering holes to this day--is further evidenced by his boutique on Bleecker Street, an accessories emporium where, instead of the $1,500 Jacobs cashmere pullovers and $400 mouse shoes--his usual stock in trade--the merchandise is beyond cheap. Plus, if you want to buy gifts for your pretentious... More »