This pre-fall business is beginning to irritate me more than Tom Ford on a good day. First of all, it is a pointless, feckless and wasteful excuse for a "season" created by greedy people who's sole aim in life is to prosper financially. Secondly, and most bothersome, is that the collections are never bloody ending!!! Just when i think i have made my piece with a pile clothes that serve the purpose of "teasers" for real collections during fw, another bloody one pops up and i cant resist the urge to write about it.
My relationship with fashion is just like that of two lovers who have their off days, except this is lived out through a dirty computer screen and shared with clothes i can't quite afford....
Ok, so as i slowly graduate to the point of this post, i present to you YSL pre-fall, 2011.
What i like about this collection, rather than the garments, is what stefano pilati has achieved through their design. I admire how he presents the chic haute bourgeois of classic YSL in a more modern urban style of dressing with a slight, affectionate, sportswear accent.
For this "collection", Pilati turned to the much adored Opium couture collection of 1977 and kept yves' taste of the orient with a print reminiscent of a delicate eastern landscape. He also channelled asian culture through a cheongsam dress in black leather, turning the model into a badass dominatrix samuri.
If i subtract my earlier frustrated outburst, i will say that i have a fondness for this collection. I get a real sense for the Opium woman; a sensual, alluring, power dressed, man hungry, femme fatale.
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