In the Project Runway season whatever finale, Zac Posen got into a tiff with Nina Garcia and he uttered the phrase “chic banal” to describe her taste. Nina’s head just about rocketed off her neck with force of her pursed-lipped rage.
I laughed out loud to see it (as I do any time Nina loses an argument), but I got an apt phrase out of it which perfectly describes the well-tailored, blandly pretty looks that dominate most runways. Chic banal.
That said, it was chic banal all over Paris. It was quite a lot like New York Fashion Week: lots of chic banal with a few bursts of WTF?
So, let’s get going!
Oh, Comme des Garcons…WHY CAN’T I QUIT YOU? You’re so weird and impractical and I can’t stop looking. The entire collection looks like my laundry coming out of the washer: tights and skinny corduroys and sweater sleeves all knotted into one beast. This collection is so out there and I love it.
Comme des Garcons
Gareth Pugh is my new Rick Owens. Rick Owens used to constantly impress me with his avant-garde, post-apocalyptic looks, but then his shows became about the spectacle rather than the fashion and everything suffered. It came to a head in the Spring 2014 show when he hired step teams to model. I liked the idea behind the gimmick, but felt like it was a diversionary technique to hide how little was going on with the clothes.
Anyway, Gareth Pugh used plastic sheeting and other industrial construction materials for his Fall 2014 collection:
Vivienne Westwood never disappoints. She’s the Grande Dame of Bat$h!t.
I need all three of these coats now:
Tsumori Chisato, Yohji Yamamoto
There were several fun, structured dresses that gave me hope for the future of my wardrobe:
Balmain, Iris Van Herpen, Balenciaga
And a couple items that fell somewhere between apocalyptic and evil elf:
Rick Owens, Alexander McQueen
And a pinata dress. Unlike the last couture collection, there wasn’t much of interest going on at Chanel, except for sneaker-boots with everything.