the last dresses is simply to die for. If you have a place/ occasion to really go out, and you need to go all out and be Seen, like all adventurous ladies do, and can handle your steps without breakin a sweat, Tu m’entends P A R I S de mes rêves, I’d go for the last cranberry number.
love love love it. especially the hideous 1984 gowns du mauvais gout, they separate les vamps vraies des vamps vanilles come ca.
The matte paper material they used is exquisite. Against a hard wind and backlit there's sth magical, fragile, feminine, self destructive. Also that Carlo Mollino caramel 70s palette, even the blue tones are burnt, a staccato rainbow..
Some of my faves walked, didn't even notice them. The whole time I just bobbed along when that song came on during the midsection.
Next to last girl shredding her dress was perfect.
Vacarello has respect for this maison like no other CDs out there. He preserves the aura, so he has mine.
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