Looks a lot more like Balenciaga Pre Fall 1981. Fashion is great because it can be whatever you want it to be. For Nicolas Ghesquiere, this collection was as Hamish Bowles noted, a salute to the eclecticism of postmodernism. So many prints, so many layers, so much color, eureka. Every bit unappealing to the male-eye. I don’t think I’ve seen an homage this dedicated to reliving the past since the actual past. And I wasn’t even there, which does theoretically rid me an authoritative license but then again, doesn’t photographic proof that hails from the trenches of my mother’s twenties count for anything?
And finally, another season of undermining the importance of vision with headgear that doubles as face-gear. I can get behind the notion of shielding ones eyes, great for infants or manfriends struck with the plague of man-repellers-for-lady-friends, but what happens when you just…want to see? Oh, you take it off? Interesting. Overall, I commend the overwhelming theme commitment and attention to detail, most notably, a certain pair of lampshade gloves. But what do you think? Do share.