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PARIS, March 1, 2012
By Nicole Phelps
The Balenciaga show took place 27 floors up a Paris skyscraper in a space that the house's longtime architect, Dominique Gonzalez-Foerster, spent months tweaking to designer Nicolas Ghesquière's specifications. It would've provided panoramic views of Paris had it not been so cloudy. Alas, Ghesquière can't control the weather, but he marshaled no small number of professionals to produce this fashion event, and the setting was nothing short of transporting.
This season, Ghesquière was the chairman of the board and the models his employees—both literally and metaphorically. There were VPs and a legal department and interns and IT girls (as in information technology, not "It"). He even put corporate spies on his fluorescent-lit runway. Balenciaga Inc. is unlike any office you've ever seen; it'll have fashion types debating fiercely at the water cooler for months. Why? Because this was the designer in experimental mode, advancing our collective eye forward, even as he seemed to glance back at the same era he revisited for pre-fall, the one when "France decided to be modern" in the late seventies and early eighties.
The designer moved the fashion conversation along today in a few different ways: by proposing new silhouettes with exaggerated, even challenging proportions (bonded leather coats with shoulders out to there, sculptural padded sweaters over stiff A-line skirts with doubled front panels); by trafficking in items of questionable taste (those black satin sweatshirts with spacey slogans like "JOIN A WEIRD TRIP" and "OUT OF THE BLUE" are instant collector's items); and by continuing to emphasize fabric research.
The IT girls wore jumpsuits made from a hi-tech parachute material, and his animal prints came two ways—as a jacquard snake on the wool bodices of the office rebels' strapless dresses and as leopard spots that looked like liquid mercury on the executives' jackets (they were actually padded appliqués of lamé jersey). Employees at every rung on the corporate ladder will be happy to note that the new Balenciaga heel is lower—the easier to get around in—than previous incarnations.
Not all of it was as pleasing. As in any office, there are people you love and others who leave you cold. All in all, though, a remarkable company.
Nicolas Ghesquière — modernist clothier to the working woman? Such was the ruse behind the designer’s interesting fall collection for Balenciaga. Ghesquière took his audience to the recently renovated Tour Cristal, a late-Nineties office tower, a proper backdrop for an idea he’s been percolating for some several years. “The last tall building [built] in Paris,” he said in a preview. “I had this idea about a Balenciaga firm done in a very cinematic way, with different characters with different functions, the executives, the technicals, legal, the researchers, all about how women dress for work.”
Should his vision win out, Wall Street human resources types will be pushing “send” on the dress code item in the handbook. Basic banker’s stripes have their place, but not at Ghesquière’s “Balenciaga Inc.” Up and down his out-there corporate ladder, which, in addition to the aforementioned professionals, included renegade spies and rock ’n’ roll chicks with an unstated penchant for Red Bull (they stay out all night and still work just fine all day). The employees favored large volumes; accentuated, sometimes pointy bosoms; skirts that play peekaboo; loud logo fleeces; power-diva parachute silk jumpsuits, and cat’s-ear bustier dresses.
Ghesquière’s recent forays into increased volumes suggest a determination to take his runway in a more commercial direction than that which centered on his famous, superskinny silhouette. For fall though, not everything was big; it felt demonstrative, if not in the structure or at the shoulder, then in the fabric mixes. Fabulous coats, fold-front A-line skirts and pants versions of the jumpsuits looked great and salable. However, some of the fuller shapes — the short, round sweaters come to mind — didn’t exactly telegraph svelte. But then, in a fashion world of too much safety, Ghesquière remains an essential and directional risk-taker. In one area, he took reverse risk. The designer most often credited with catapulting shoes into the danger zone, both literally and psychologically, here showed desexed styles with heels almost retro in their manageability quotient. The reason, he said, was to move on from “the cloning of the girls,” and that he now prefers “something less robotic than when they are so suspended in the air. That’s not working anymore. The importance of a presentation now is individuals.”
Loved the first looks but before the dresses with transparency the show become too empty!