'Mon amour, je sais que tu m'aimes aussi, tu as besoin de moi, tu as besoin de moi dans ta vie,
tu ne peux vivre sans moi et je mourrerai sans toi. Je tuerai pour toi'
'Mon amour, je sais que tu m'aimes aussi, tu as besoin de moi, tu as besoin de moi dans ta vie,
tu ne peux vivre sans moi et je mourrerai sans toi. Je tuerai pour toi'
'Mon amour, je sais que tu m'aimes aussi, tu as besoin de moi, tu as besoin de moi dans ta vie,
tu ne peux vivre sans moi et je mourrerai sans toi. Je tuerai pour toi'
'Mon amour, je sais que tu m'aimes aussi, tu as besoin de moi, tu as besoin de moi dans ta vie,
tu ne peux vivre sans moi et je mourrerai sans toi. Je tuerai pour toi'
Continuing to play with the trench coat, but adding in the deconstruction/reconstruction of suiting. I love the velvet burnout/print pieces near the end, and the move into evening, but with never quite leaving behind the suiting via the layering, suggesting we never fully leave work in the age of the internet? Work and play collide?.
Great, interesting collection, and yet with many lovely & wearable pieces.
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Fashion: Don’t you recognize me? Death: You should know that I don’t see very well and I can’t wear glasses. Fashion: I’m Fashion, your sister. Death: My sister? Fashion: Yes. You and I together keep undoing and changing things down here on earth although you go about it in one way and I another. Giacomo Leopardi, “Dialogue Between Fashion and Death.”abridged
Not jumping up and down, especially after his last fall winter was a real gem, but still beautiful executed clothes. And nobody does a trench quite like him.