Personally, I wouldn't associate garbage like Fifty Shades of Grey with something as artful as this... But that's just my disdain for contemporary reading habitis.
To me the show seems more like a parade of ghosts navigating temple grounds, their earthly desires expressed in the soundtrack, the flowers coming to represent the dead, the past, the present, the living, blood, passion, the future, from black to white, dark to light.
I like how Suzy Menkes reads this collection. Flowers breaking the line, the geometries, as though the function of femininity was to disrupt the rational and the masculine.
So far, the best collection of S/S 2013.
I think the ghosts and temples thing might come from the closing visuals - of the catwalkers exits. Up the large steps through the pillars - decked out in shades of grey
. If you want, yes it conveys something deathly (as any exit will) in elements of the soundtrack and in rising.
I perhaps should have explained the Fifty Shades of Grey thing better. I was just on free flow really but as it's aroused comment
- It's there in the palette (early) both in the set and the pieces. And listen, feel... the soundtrack.. at that point. A whip is cracking. Breathlessness. The poise of the piece of music is brooding. It's sexual, erotic. Whipping. (And those spare grey geometries do have the stricture of uniforms. Yet the away from the body looseness of Geishas or Massueses.
You're right, the palette changes. Everything becomes lighter, whiter, brighter. It is a SpringSummer collection after all. X-reference business to beach collection - was it SS09?
And the flowers bring light nature, sunshine, the outdoors. Eastern tropical. The massage (and the message) now has sunshine. And spiritual sensuality. We've switched from one class of ''perversion'' [hate that word but having to pick up on the trope about Prada that she has an undercurrent of perversity (which is true)] SM/fetish; to something softer, more eastern. I think of it as a tantric massage on a remote beach - could be Lamu, Koh Samui, Bali. Asian flowers. Scented oils. Sensual touch. It's much more LadiesWhoLunch lol.
Note also that in the closing stages - when the palette turns to fresh clinical whites and appley pastels - that the casting goes very Nordic. Swedish. Errr.. Massage. This is a collection of Masseuse uniforms. Both Eastern and Western. Moving from dark to light. Flirting between East and West. Flirting because the clientele - and the message - is international. Ultimately the luxury lady will opt for safe and clean externally. In those places and moments when that is appropriate.
But in the back of her mind, in memory of a darker palette, and the crack of a whip, the kinky feel of a rubber booty, lurks a darker dirtier place free of convention or judgment. A place where civility falls off.
I think we're agreed Uemarasan, - we like the collection