Look, I’m going to be frank. Franker than Frank Sinatra. I had every intention of grazing over Pre-Fall coverage this season. Why? I’m not wholly sure. I think I was either busy hypothesizing a story on the perils of bikini waxing (you just wait), or picking my eyebrows (which, by the way, I’ve almost completely stopped doing–small scale, short term resolutions for the win, people).
It’s rather rude, though. I have often conjectured that Pre-Fall and Resort collections are similar to myself in that they act out, over-promise, and underwhelm. But I’m not sure why I’ve tried to bring the perfectly suitable collections down with me–it is almost always Pre-Fall and Resort (which hit stores about two months before their more extensive siblings, Fall and Spring do), that turn out under-promised and overwhelmingly, well, awesome. Pre-Fall in particular, which hits sales floors in May, typically nests the right dose of transitional-enough-to-wear-now and auspicious-enough-to-wear-later, which is, in effect what we’re always looking for. Isn’t it?
In the first glimpse of fashion camp re-commencement, yesterday called for a most suitable gram-a-garment opp with the bevy of high brow presentations (see: Celine, Givenchy, Lanvin) brushing up the fashion lexicon in anticipation for the shows next month. (See: O-M-G hemlines, hats, fifty shades of insert fabric here).
At Acne: over-the-knee boots and navy blue igloo–perhaps not ideally transitional but an enormous snow (leopard) suit takes care of that. At Celine: should I get the ball rolling on the conversation about these platforms or do you want to? Is anyone else particularly keen on the straw hat, making a most perfect nod to Pre-Fall in justification of a leather coat the size of Southeast Asia, and that fantastically over-sized, cropped jacket suit. At Chloe: women are still women and I guess that’s alright but how can we expand upon the ruffle protruding from model #3′s wrist? Finally at Givenchy: the monochromatic cape, layered skirt and tailored pants are lovely, the color peeking out is even better, but my real attention sways toward the maxi-skirt suit and brogues–if Kanye West and Cole Porter had a child, is this what it would wear? Imagine that music, people.
If we’re playing the common denominator game (which I do believe we always are,) I think what’s most important is that we rejoice in a. the extensive range of flat footwear (first touched upon last season ca. Celine Birkenstock–abandoned this season in favor of those phenomenal platforms–then further exploited ca. Chanel in Scotland), b. the apparent lack of bright color (it was only a matter of time), and c. the androgynous flavor of boxy jackets, pants, and holy hats. If we’re also playing favorites (which I do believe we never are), Celine. Hash tag Celine.
Now tell me what you loved, and please, the platforms, discuss.
