Another 3 days have passed and another wave of disbelief about how many groundbreaking collections can fit into those little 3 days has hit me. (And major shows like Louis Vuitton, Chanel, Céline or Saint Laurent still haven’t taken place yet.) In this second part of Paris Fashion Week, my favorites were Paco Rabanne which hasn’t shown anything spectacular per se but just keeps on catering to my inner boyish Carrie Bradshaw, Vanessa Bruno because, duh, Parisian chic, Rick Owens because he introduced my all time second favorite color (gold) to his voluminous, structural signature pieces, Raf Simons for pushing the limits of ugly elegance, a term btw I never knew existed until 2 years ago, at Christian Dior, Loewe because it’s basically a more colorful J.W. Anderson and there’s nothing wrong with that. Isabel Marant was what you probably have expected from her, which should get boring but still it’s pretty enough to make you get over that. Balenciaga was boring for me in shapes but really interesting in details and finally, I think …
I don’t know how thankful I am for Coco Chanel and all the other pioneers who saved women from uncomfortable clothes and let them dress up like men decades ago because I simply cannot imagine a world where the guys get to look this good and I can’t get a slice. After a dreamy month of London, Milan and Paris Men’s fashion weeks and of course, Pitti Uomo, here’s the best of the best of men street style. I don’t think I narrowed it down at all, they all looked amazing.
For a mediterranean girl living in Canada, in other words a forever-layers dresser who is always lusting after summer or a minimal admirer with serious gold fever OR a tomboy who looks for femininity in details; Rabih Kayrouz’s fall winter 2014 collection can only be described as dreams coming true.
Understated luxury. Modern minimalism. Customised classics. Whatever words you choose to describe Christophe Lemaire, there’s one thing for sure: his women represent everything I’ve ever wanted to be.
I’m just going to confess; couple of days ago when I was scheduling the upcoming posts, I looked at Paris Fashion Week calendar and the minute I saw the Givenchy show was on Sunday, I left monday free. I knew, before seeing it, that it would be surprising, amazing, game changing and apparently, dashing! Seems like Alber Elbaz lent Riccardo Tisci his exquisite drapes and leather harnesses, to which Tisci added a new dimension with embossed fabrics, peacock loop knits and slinky sequins. He said he clashed the fragility of Japan and the draping of Africa; coming up with a restrained and highly inspirational collection. On a side note; Tisci confirmed with his leather sandals that we will be fashionably comfortable for at least one more season. Thank you Japan, thank you Africa! Thank you, thank you Givenchy!