Here we are, folks: the end of Fashion Month. After three weeks of collection after collection, there is always a lot riding on Paris to close out the season with a bang. Thankfully, the city is home to some of the world’s most creative designers – mainstays (Lagerfeld, Elbaz) and relative up-and-comers alike (Rousteing, Burton for McQueen). This season was an especially strong one for the City of Lights, with jaw-dropping collections being shown left and right. As per usual, I have too many favorites to count, but here are a few personal highlights:
Seeing Stars at Anthony Vaccarello: He may have been recently appointed to helm Versus Versace, but Donatella’s protege has been anything but slacking off when it comes to his eponymous line. Vaccarello opened Paris Fashion Week with a (literally) star-studded collection that was not wanting for skin-tight party dresses that will no doubt be making plenty of red carpet appearances on our favorite young celebrities.
Models Own the Runway at Maison Margiela: After close to four weeks of watching expressionless models saunter down runway after runway, John Galliano – in true infant terrible spirit – sent his Margiela girls out doing just the opposite: they were hunched over, angry, and, in some cases, groveling. As for the clothes themselves, the collection was a continuation of the blending of aesthetics first seen at Galliano’s debut Aritsinal collection for the house in January. Described in the show notes as “Polaroids infected with acid dreams”, it was ripe with Margiela’s signature remastered materials and silhouettes with Galliano’s own spunky spin.
Punk Princesses at Saint Laurent: Say what you will about Hedi Slimane and his reinvention of one of Paris’s most storied houses, but his rocker-infused collections never fail to be chic. Whereas past season’s were Slimane’s ode to the carefree 70s, he explored another decade for fall: the 90s. What resulted was a collection that could only be described as Courtney Love-meets-downtown-socialite: think plenty of frothy dresses juxtaposed against distressed black tights, ankle boots, and cropped jackets. Ah, Slimane. As Taylor Swift would say (you know you love her, too), he’s so bad, but he does it so well.
Café Culture at Chanel: Lagerfeld’s penchant for out-of-this-world sets was in full force on Tuesday, when the storied house staged its fall show in an elaborate “café”: Brasserie Gabrielle, to be exact. The setting was glorious, but the clothes themselves were not to be outdone. From the single style of show (low-heeled, sling-backed, fabulous) to the plethora of riffs on Chanel’s signature tweeds and LBDs…it was the Kaiser at his best. I think it’s safe to say even the formidable Coco herself smiled down on this collection.
Looking back at all of my favorite moments, I cannot help but feel a twinge of sadness that Paris Fashion Week – and Fashion Month – have come to an end. With that said, the weather is finally warming up around here, so I’m more than ready to embrace the spring season for the next few months. All I need are just a few more spring clothes…to tide me over until fall finally rolls around, of course. 😉
Also, be sure to check out some of my other favorite Paris collections: Louis Vuitton, Sacai, Sonia Rykiel, Moncler, Balenciaga, Dior, Lemaire, and Valentino.
So long, farewell, ciao, au revoir, Fashion Month. Until we meet again…