Monday, 14 March 2011
Paris Fashion Week A/W 2011
A little belated, but better late than never, hopefully?
I’m an outrageously huge fan of Paris Fashion Week, primarily because I love not being the most over-dressed person in the room for once. Joking aside (kind of), there’s something about Paris Fashion Week that is just so much more glamorous, so much more sophisticated, so as to appeal to me in a rather ridiculously overt manner. While I will admit that I have spent hours drooling over multiple collections and thousands of photos, I’d rather not bore you all or give myself RSI before 4AM, so I’ll keep it (sort of) brief. Here are a few of my favourites from Paris Fashion Week:
Collette Dinnigan did all-out glamorous sophisticate.
Nina Ricci produced a vulnerable-sex-appeal-for-work vibe (sacré bleu!), completely flouting the ‘work your smarts-appeal, not your sex-appeal’ maxim commonly touted amongst, and preached to, female professionals. Thank God for that.
Talbot Runhof worked minimalism to oddly glamorous, and thoroughly mesmerizing, effect.
Valentino wowed the socks off me with these delicately beautiful looks. Pure heaven.
All images: the Cut (nymag.com/daily/fashion)