Haute Couture is Dead |
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by Alex George I hear the death bells ringing. This accusation has been leveled before, but never in my 15 years of reviewing Haute Couture have I seen such self-indulgent, tiresome, unimaginative fashion as we have seen with this latest unleashing for the Spring/Summer 2006 lines just this past week in France. We see the great blaze that is the funeral pyre of Haute Couture;
from Lagerfeld’s cloistered insistence on the relevance of Coco
Chanel to the contemporary cultural landscape to Galliano’s
ridiculous attempt to overtly politicize his fashion collection with
anti-creative swaths of red and little skeleton janglies. Not to mention
his own outfit, I mean I like Pirates of the Caribbean too but come
on Peter Pan let’s bring it back to earth. If I wanted my fashion
to be a cliché I’d have Steven Speilberg design a dress
for me. |
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A Look at Haute Fashion Disasters for Spring 2006Gaultier’s GibraltarCrumbling into the sea of 70’s revisionism and
celebrating the gaudiest fashion icons in the process - on the scale
of bad taste Gaultier falls somewhere between the king of Jordan and
Vivica Fox. These pieces call to mind the style of the early Mel Gibson
flick Mad Max. Remember Tina Turner, now she rocked the desert warrior
of the future look, but I’m not going to the Academy Awards dressed
like that. When your fantasies are Mel Gibson remakes you’re in
trouble. |
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A Valentine for ValentinoOh My Valentino, if only you could learn to grow wings, you could fly. You will certainly find the couture dress of your dreams for a Valentine’s
Day date in Valentino’s collection, but hardly a creative thought
to spare. |
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