Dries Van Noten Storms Hôtel de Ville

I never thought I'd end up at my first Dries Van Noten show in the same jeans and sweatshirt I'd worn on the red-eye over here--the same flight from w
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I never thought I'd end up at my first Dries Van Noten show in the same jeans and sweatshirt I'd worn on the red-eye over here--the same flight from w
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I never thought I'd end up at my first Dries Van Noten show in the same jeans and sweatshirt I'd worn on the red-eye over here--the same flight from which both Hamish Bowles and Diddy (someone mentioned Kanye, but it turned out to be Diddy) emerged looking impossibly fresh.

With two hours until show time, I ran inside the hotel, traded my suitcase for my invitation and ran to the Hôtel de Ville, Paris' City Hall.

I'd never been inside the building, but ran up flight after flight of lushly carpeted stairs into a gilded room stuffed with paintings, sculptures, mirrors and more chandeliers than I could count. It was a perfectly excessive setting for a quietly beautiful collection from Dries.

Most looks were based in navy and army green, though there was nothing military about the cinched waist shirt dresses, slouchy suits and floral skirts paired with oversized, layered sweatshirts. Where there wasn't a leopard accent, there was floral, and a single silver beaded dress. Simple, chunky pumps balanced the oversized leather duffles tucked under models' arms and though the collection was awfully grown up, the rough hems and colorful accessories kept it fun, too.

Meanwhile, I've never seen such a rush of paparazzi for Anna Wintour, I thought Cate Blanchett was being ushered in until I saw a flash of fur and bob.