It’s been ages since I last blogged! I apologize but I have been so busy that time just flew over my head.
From homework, business, and performing to my newest accomplishment of making it onto my school’s political team,
my schedule has been swamped! But I am back for good and here today to talk to you about Paris Fashion Week!
Most memorable collection presented in the most imaginative way. This year, Karl Lagerfeld chose Brasserie Gabrielleas the backdrop to his Fall 2015 fashion line. Last year’s food aisle displays and shopping carts were replaced by café au laits, croissants, and white table clothes. Cara Delevigne opened the show and was later joined by bestie Kendall Jenner. Just one style of shoe. With 93 women’s looks and 20 bag shapes, Karl Lagerfeld was resoundingly clear with his shoe of choice: Mademoiselle Coco’s favorite square-heeled, cap-toe slingback in beige and black. Here are some of my favorites:
Have you seen the new Balmain fall ready to wear collection? I have, and fell immediately in love. I want them all, I want them now, and I am willing to skip the whole spring-summer madness, just so I can rock its autumn pieces (But well I’m a dude, maybe my sister will wear these clothes).
I am daydreaming about wearing these layers, textures and cuts and just observe this amazing pieces. Great job Olivier Rousteing.
It was Riccardo Tisci’s facial bijoux at the Givenchy show that really got me gasping. Noses, lips, cheeks and of course ears were heavily adorned with clusters of Victorian jewels and hair was gelled to foreheads in symmetrically positioned curls. Who ever said less is more? Lovely collection from Givenchy. I love mix of ready-to-wear and couture elements.
Fresh in my mind from are those perfectly proportioned Louis Vuitton vanity cases. The classics were decorated with the ‘LV’ monogram motif, leather trim and metallic hardware while the high-shine silver quilted version had an instantaneous magpie effect on the fashion hungry front row.
This collection will doubtlessly prove as divisive as the rest. It started with a ceremonial rising of the catwalk. As the floor lifted, the audience got a view of flashing fluorescent lights and metal scaffolding. It looked like the underbelly of an arena stage, which made the models who strode out on top of it rock stars or rock-star groupies.
McQueen was a lesson in sexy Victorian gothicism. (Because Victorian gothicism isn’t usually sexy).
The Victorians were, after all, the ones who deemed piano legs to be scandalous, and covered them with tiny pantalettes. She dressed her girls in a wardrobe of leather boots (ankle and thigh-high), boob-bearing bodices and bra tops, and naughty negligees. But it wasn’t all sex and seduction. The rose, presumably an English one, was a key theme – reflected in the colour palette of rose pink and red, in the floral motifs embroidered onto organza and the artful raw-edged, ruffled and tiered swathes of satin, lace and tulle. The collection was a credit to the creative genius of Burton and the craftsmanship of the house.