Pierre Bergé described him as a man who knew his time better than anyone else. I'm not so sure. Yves Saint Laurent, was a creature tied to no time-scale, no lifespan, no generation. He was a man whose genius was predetermined by his past and survives his future. With regards to fashion design, he inspires everything that was and everything that will be.
His muses are a testament to his visionary approach and his cunning eye for innovation. Betty Catroux, the willowy, ice white blonde was his vehicle for pioneering trends and shading them with an immortal flare, born in the 60s and still thriving today. "From the day i met him, i never wore anything else" In his masculine tuxedos, she became "le smoking", flaunting her feminine puissance amidst the oppression of heavy draped work-wear.
She was his self professed female incarnation, working together as extensions of each other, fulfilling an emptiness that they once both had and never knew again.
Yves Saint Laurent with Betty Catroux (left) and Loulou de la Falaise
Betty Catroux with Tom Ford
His muses are a testament to his visionary approach and his cunning eye for innovation. Betty Catroux, the willowy, ice white blonde was his vehicle for pioneering trends and shading them with an immortal flare, born in the 60s and still thriving today. "From the day i met him, i never wore anything else" In his masculine tuxedos, she became "le smoking", flaunting her feminine puissance amidst the oppression of heavy draped work-wear.
She was his self professed female incarnation, working together as extensions of each other, fulfilling an emptiness that they once both had and never knew again.
Yves Saint Laurent with Betty Catroux (left) and Loulou de la Falaise
Betty Catroux with Tom Ford
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