Paris has said goodbye and parted her Fashion Week with regret but also with many joys. The joys of knowing that fashion is still going strong, that the dream is not over and that the developers are still doing wonders that take your breath away. No one can say that the last day was the last thing: Vuitton, Miu Miu and Elie Saab await us just around the corner.
Marc Jacobs for Louis Vuitton again at 60, but it seems that this was not his intention.
"I can not seem to avoid a reference When I design," But it was not meant to be 60s. The beehive hair probably aided that ".
The hair remind us, but also accessories, lines and checkerboards that were stamped at each of the outlets in tones as diametrically opposed as white and yellow string.
Pencil skirts flood the catwalk as do heels means sometimes a little viejunos, except in its most mod black and white, undisputed king of the catwalk and the fashion week in full.
The curtain rises, the melodies sound of Miles and Miles of Miles Davis on trumpet Malcolm McLaren as a start and we hope that a femme fatale out of the dark and catch with his long holder and catlike eyes and murderous. What you do not expect is what leads ...
Vaquero, but cowboy refined, which can only Miuccia sophisticate:
All of the denim was lined in satin duchesse
I was trying to be very elegant in a very different way, "
And his way was to mix the haughty ladies wealth to poverty of the miners' own tissue in its infancy. As she said, the femme fatale is not perfect, at least not the ones I like me. And it seems like they work, live in a Mad Men look permanent and faded jeans but also with the skins that cover the few embarrassments showing, with some cropped top
Elie Saab Talk is talk of dresses that cut the breath, if alive today would look Sissi Elie Ssab permanent in life. Consider however its summer collection 2013 is down to earth, that of mortals.
Are aristrocráticas but working. Perhaps tired of the gown, the collection focused on the day nothing nuanced colors like turquoise or red and sometimes strokes porpias Basquiat.