someday we're gonna live in Paris- part one

When Hermione Granger (- woopsadaisy i mean Emma Watson, forgive me please-) wears your dress to the Elle style awards while Daphne Guinness sticks to your front row, you will be propelled so far into the spotlight, across the stratosphere, so quickly that the only remaining earthly trace is the smoke blowing out your bee-hind.

But sorry EMMA and Daph, Hakaan Yildirim doesn't need your public thrust; he's launching himself.

Hakaan has officially popped my figurative paris fashion week a/w 2011 cherry and i couldnt be more satisfied. The london based, turkish designer catapulted a collection of sophisticatedly trashy, dominatrix, leather business suits, diffused with eloquently punching graphic dresses, lighting fireworks to announce the arrival of a riveting week.

Powerfully oversized and cleverly tailored trompe l'oeil jumpsuits covered sheer panels which exposed..well...a lot of boob. The electrifying sexual energy extended with ultra-short tank dresses, jagged asymmetric angles and racy leather bombers. However, bouncing back and forth against the..eh...smut was a lick of elegance. Minimalist colour blocking swallowing sumptuous silk and cashmere lines subtly, and thankfully, eclipsed an overtly provocative blaze.

"These clothes bring a luxe touch to clothes made for women who are working and playing and running and going wild," Tick, tick and tick; objectives met and on to the next one.