alexander mcqueen fucking blew my mind. usually he's a bit too costumey for me, but the symmetry of the show was impeccable. the audience...the audience on the screen...the audience viewed online (had the live feed actually worked and not crashed the server.) i was completely mesmerized by the two robot cameras moving in and out through the models and their alien vs. predator hair.
and can you imagine the complexity of integrating the digital prints with the patternmaking? those poor patternmakers interns.
Comme des Garcons dude. now, i know what you're thinking...'you like anything that's awkwardly fitting, because in your world, anything that's not skin tight/remotely attractive can be deemed intellectual.' and maybe that's somewhat misogynistic of me.
i usually don't think of a girl who would wear a versace dress to be intelligent, while someone with tons of awkward layers on, full of competeing textures and patterns might be more so. but the concept of anti-garment that was being explored was interesting.
Marios Schwab. i've grown to like him the more that you like him and the more you talk about him incessantly. not to mention that he looks similar to my ex in la. i love boys with sunken eyes. just like my grandmother, one foot in the grave. it's odd that i don't have more of a fascination with zombie movies. anyway, enough about his looks, i'll save my other thoughts for the spank bank.
his new since of proportions are interesting. awkard certainly, but the contrast in materials in each section, from sheers to those reptile jacquards, was really good. it's also that each section was drapped/drafted in a different way. it's interesting, i just realized that if you look at the whole collection, it looks as if he made dresses, chopped them up into threes, and then reassembled them.
when i first saw Jil Sander this season I wasn't too thrilled with it. However the more I look, the more i notice little nuances. the pieces of clear monofilament with the yarns sewn through, remind me of a latch hook tweety bird rug my sister and i made when we were seven and eight. there were some pieces where scraps of fabric appeared to be tacked on...but grew into the form below.
basically the only show in new york that I look forward to seeing...well that's not quite true, given a few up and coming designers...is rodarte. the first section of dresses with the burnt fabric was definitely a Courtney Love/Hole moment. and you know how i love courtney love.
yeah yeah yeah, i know how you feel about tribal/90s tattoos...but rodarte has me wanting to tattoo a flamming yinyang on my bicep.
-slaveD
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