“You would think with a name like that she would be pretty much the most serene hippie child ever, however as I’m typing this she is screaming bloody fucking hell through the baby moniter and has been for the past forty five minutes!” I should really be transcribing the interview I did with Molly Guy. Word per word. Without decapitating filters or screeching euphemism. Just plain old Molly, the writer-turned-wedding dress designer who simply does not give a flying F about swear words, or so it seems. “I am so embarassed that you even pointed that out. I didn’t even know I used them! It’s so Kardashian of me.” Maybe when Sunny Starling Shalom Rosen Guy is old enough to digest all of mommy’s enlightened phrases – she’s a mere eight months now – she’ll be wearing muffs but for now Molly sticks to using ‘Fuck Weddings’ as the slogan of her vintage-inspired and custom-designed wedding gown company, Stone Fox Bride.
Of course Molly doesn’t actually hate weddings – she wore a traditional, strapless, off-the-rack Temperley dress when she married Mike, a freelance car journalist. “I love, love, love the ritual of marriage,” she swears. “I love the idea of union and family and tradition — I just think there is something strangely chic and hilarious about juxtaposing the word Fuck with Marriage — especially in the culture we live in now, where weddings are so often associated with these overblown, sappy, totally saccharine Hallmark affairs.” What makes a good wedding however, is not the dress, but a “meaningful ceremony rooted in love. The dress is incidental. So many women use the whole dress shopping experience as a way to deal with all the insecurities around the whole life transition. The dress becomes the one substantial thing that they have any control over and they focus all their energies on it to avoid dealing with the other stuff, like their impossible mother-in-law or their financial insecurities.” Then she hesitates… “I do love Valentino though. His dresses are timeless and classic and gorgeous. You could wear one with an eighty thousand dollar pair of shoes and eight million dollars worth of diamonds to a ball then throw it on the next morning with an old pair of leather sandals and a messy ponytail and head to brunch holding an old Balenciaga bag and a cigarette.”
Molly Guy is from Chicago. She studied English Literature at Brown on Rhode Island and officially moved to New York in 2000. Since then she’s taken up yoga, started collecting vintage Indian dresses, became a Park Slope Mom, and went from writing for magazines, to taking fiction classes, to writing a novel for her thesis, to then canceling the publication of the novel, to then designing dresses. “I am basically a casualty of a very good private, progressive, liberal arts education,” she shrugs. “God forbid I should have any sort of skill set (html, another language, plumbing) other than being able to talk a bag of shit and also being a sort of cultural omnivore of all things (books, movies, fashion, politics, etc etc). As soon as my wedding was over I looked around at the wreckage of my professional life and was like “what tha fuck” — I figured I better get the eff out of publishing fast.” Stone Fox Bride is the anti-wedding destination for brides who think outside of the box. They can buy a custom dress by Mandy Coon, Ryan Roche and Nomia or opt for the designs Molly’s recently been making with one of Zac Posen’s old worker bees. The main thing is: you won’t look like a marshmallow.
Molly’s own closet is in disarray but there’s a consistent, faded, shredded thread there too. She’s obsessed with vintage patterned Indian fabrics and worships Marant and Mayle, “because both Isabel and Jane understand style, not fashion. Their knits, pants and dresses are for hippies and sluts and punks alike who value beauty and cool over trends.” In winter she wears jeans, boots, Rag & Bone T-shirt “and some sort of huge knit shawl or cape of poncho — the more it looks and feels like a blanket, the better.” In summer it’s jean shorts and a tank or an adini dress. She keeps her jewelry to a minimum but swears by her two greatest accessories. “When I was thirteen I made a pact with myself to always have long hair and to smell good — two things which are an essential part of any outfit I wear. I’m constantly mixing up fragrances and essential oils — my favorite scents are ones that have hints of sandalwood, rose, coffee and peppermint. And I’ll only be happy one day when I can tuck my hair into the waistband of my jeans. It’s a disease.” If once her childhood dream was to own a bakery and Studio 54, “at the same time”, and if the wedding boutique all of a sudden fails to rock her bells, I think Molly could also be a comedian….