Underneath my New York Fashion Week exhaustion lies some serious London Fashion Week anticipation. I don't get to London until Friday, but yesterday's Rad Hourani show offered a little taste of UK's fashion scene - well dressed leather clad fashion kids, creatively dressed editors and unwalkable platforms. The collection though, wasn't as exciting. Everyone loved the slashed pants and zipped leather jackets - especially with open slits at the elbows. Though when the collection turned black and white, more than one person whispered "Gareth" down the row and in the elevator downstairs the group discussion ended with, "Umm." It wasn't bad, it's just that everyone was so excited and the collection proved less than thrilling.
Rad Hourani's Welcome Repeat
Rad Hourani’s press materials boast of his “asexual, aseasonal, and atemporal vision,” which I can’t argue with. But with his spring/summer collection, there really isn’t much point in arguing: It’s black and white—you’re either on board or you’re not. Once again, Hourani has shown us a bleak, but beautiful future; stark, genderless and cold as ice. His impossibly minimalist looks, the definition of clean lines, all leather leggings, deconstructed shirts and jackets, skintight bombers, vests, and architectural knits that cut a steep streamlined silhouette.