For the first time ever Tory Burch showed her collection outside the tents, opting instead for the ritzy confines of the Upper East Side's Pierre Hotel, where she owns an apartment upstairs. It was a fitting setting for an elegant, expensive-looking collection--like the newly-minted billionaire designer herself, Tory Burch's girls are looking very rich indeed this season.
I've been covering Burch's shows for many seasons now, and this was by far my favorite--possibly because the models walked to a medley of Pet Shop Boys songs. Gustav Klimt's paintings were the inspiration for the rich textures and patterns, and dragonflies and scarab beetles popped up on everything from prints to enormous pendants and on bags.
Tory Burch's ladies are always ladies, and this collection was no exception--no transparency or shocking slits here. Instead, dresses and skirts were impeccably tailored (and sometimes swishy) and more often than not ended at the knee or below. The color palette, in rich jewel tones, worked with Burch's bold styling (think enormous gold dragonfly jewelry). And I loved the iridescent beading--reminiscent of a dragonfly's wings--that gave garments sparkle without being garish. Also loving: the completely slush-impractical velvet shoes and booties.
But obviously a Tory Burch girl has a car, so slush is never an impediment.