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- FASHION, Page 61"But Gordon, I Want It All"
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- A kicky young designer launches a colorful, sporty line
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- BY MARTHA DUFFY
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- Times are shaky in the fashion world. Business is flat,
- department stores an endangered species, customers bored. Amid
- the unending cycle of sales and the unmapped racks that cram
- discount outlets, the industry is looking hard for what it calls
- direction. Anything goes now -- minis, dirndls, see-throughs,
- slouches -- but none of it is going very far. So the time seems
- right for a young designer with a couple of bright ideas and a
- lot of insouciant charm. California-born Gordon Henderson, for
- instance.
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- Henderson is young (32), handsome, black, with boldness and
- brights to burn. Surrounded by his newly hired employees, making
- way for the workmen who are adding a floor to his Seventh Avenue
- headquarters, he has that born-yesterday look. Henderson has
- been in business on his own for less than a year, but he has
- already won the Council of Fashion Designers of America's award
- for best new talent. What captivated the jaded professional eyes
- was the fresh colors of his simple, breezy separates. Burnished
- goldenrod, glowing coppery brown, deep plum, a palette of greens
- that goes from pale apple to ripe olive -- his hues seem drawn
- from the earth itself.
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- Sound simple? It isn't. Sensitivity to color subtleties and
- a sophisticated flair for mixing them are fairly rare even among
- the French-couture royalty. Knowing how to conjure a rainbow on
- a commercial budget is an invaluable skill. Henderson puts an
- environmental spin on his aesthetic sense, and while he is a
- leader, he is not alone in this. Ever the magpie, fashion has
- caught on to ecology. "Le look vegetal" is popular in Paris,
- where earth colors and materials like fake hemp and mock plant
- stems are making news. In Henderson's case, the affinity to
- natural colors probably predates environmental zeal. "I like
- fruit tones, wood, stones," he says. "I keep beautiful rocks
- around, and I dry flowers to see which shades will emerge."
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- The wonder is that he can avoid cheap, garish dyes in an
- inexpensive line. In his current collection, prices run from $75
- to $300 apiece, and he is about to launch a cheaper one called
- But Gordon. He got the idea for his label from the human traffic
- that courses through his office. "But Gordon, I want something
- new," he mimics. "But Gordon, can't you deliver sooner? But
- Gordon, I want it all." He sees the But Gordon line as his own
- Gap store, a place where the clothes are so cheap "I feel I can
- go in there and just buy." If the July launch is successful, But
- Gordon could make $20 million over the next three years (the
- regular line is expected to do $12 million in two). Henderson
- has been fascinated by fashion since his boyhood in the San
- Joaquin Valley. His mother, a psychologist, bought Vogue
- patterns, and young Gordon provided emphatic, unsolicited
- opinions. Very short as a high school sophomore (he is now 5 ft.
- 11 in.), he took a tough adult-education course in tailoring in
- order, as he says, "to get out of the boys' department." After
- a halfhearted pass at premed studies at the University of
- California at Davis, he moved East to attend Parsons School of
- Design, the classic prep school for Seventh Avenue.
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- Henderson picked up his trade as an assistant to Calvin
- Klein. "I learned everything there," he says. "He gives you
- consistency, and he's so clean and precise it's almost
- ridiculous. He can take a good idea and go on with it forever."
- Klein's influence shows. Henderson's nifty, sporty outfits are
- never fussy. But they aren't Calvin rip-offs either, partly
- because Henderson has avoided the beige-and-black neutral shades
- that dominate sportswear.
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- Like many another artisan in search of inspiration,
- Henderson studies old movies. His last "bride" -- traditionally
- the final outfit in a fashion show -- wore white silk pajamas.
- "I wanted her to be like Audrey Hepburn or Doris Day when they
- were stuck in the apartment. They looked so fantastic." Now he
- is rummaging his way through the '50s, which, from the viewpoint
- of someone born in 1957, is an era of sexy, whimsical dressing.
- For fall he plans to draw on "all my favorite old clothes --
- trench coats, pajamas, pea coats, letter sweaters. My bride will
- be a prom queen, maybe in a big, reversible skirt." To get
- himself in the mood, he runs around Greenwich Village, where he
- has bought a brownstone, in his father's old camel-hair topcoat.
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- So will his new duds look like thrift-shop entries? Of
- course not. Henderson's facility lies in translation, turning
- mid-century nostalgia into '90s gear. And he will be prowling
- Manhattan in search of his next muse. Or maybe exploring his
- personal Shangri-La, which he pinpoints as "somewhere between
- Carmel and Big Sur. I'd fly in. There'd be a little sports car,
- a couple of horses. I could see that." As he well may -- sooner
- than later.
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