Showing posts with label Milan Fall 2011. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Milan Fall 2011. Show all posts

Christopher Kane Loves Triangles. Somebody call the hipster police



Glitter corsets were dished up with a sea of black leather and wool for Versus fall 2011. If someone told you they wanted the boning in their corset to be coated in glitter you'd probably ask where they buy their crack and make a mental note to hide the hot glue gun and macaroni elbows.
But Christopher Kane (and sibling partner in fashion crime Tammy Kane) is one of those designers that you have to trust because he knows how to handle some janky fabrics. Take a look at his own line for fall and you'll see crochet blanket inspired skirts and plastic trimmed dresses filled with sparkly liquid. On paper his work is highly questionable but once you see it you die.
The collection also featured a glitter triangle print so it's hipster approved because hipsters fucking love triangles.

Prada's Sex Reduction





For fall Miuccia Prada used fabrics and colours that would more often than not be seen in a gentleman's club (or a Roberto Cavalli collection) and presented them in such a way as to stunt their effect and drain any notion of raw sexuality.
So think of those stripper cliches like python, sequins, red, pink etc. The collection was most definitely unsexy but in a good way. The coats with their giant lapels and low slung belts were a highlight as were the grid-like patterns on a trio of dresses.
Miuccia Prada is the last person I would imagine wearing sexy clothes like python jackets or a tight sequined dress so maybe she's taking all these sexy clothes that she secretly wishes she could wear and warping them beyond recognition to satisfy her inner sexual beast. Miuccia you dirty bitch!


Ima bad bitch Ima, Ima bad bitch

Art Freaks Unite!




It was a restrained outing for Consuelo Castiglioni’s Marni. All the trademarks were there but they were less dorky and awkward. The Marni girl is still an art freak weirdo that we all want to be friends with but this time around she’s acting her age a little more.

The prints were as always mindblowingly original. The navy and putty coloured print was my favourite. The jackets felt new with their stiff roughly hewn edges that created an ill-fitting shell. In real life they may not work but editorially they’ll rule. Castiglioni has such an eye for colour and proportion. Whether it be a slouchy leather glove or a thigh-skimming top she nails it every time. She is always a Milan highlight.