Céline pulled a Tom Ford-circa-2011 move during its 2013 resort collection presentations this week: No photos, reviews, or social media allowed!
For Resort '14 Moschino Cheap & Chic's design team turned the hands of time back to the summer of '67, taking inspiration from the distinctively West Coast, love-in vibe that emanated out of places like Berkley and Haight-Ashbury at the time.
Raf Simons veered confidently toward the retro-futuristic for Christian Dior's Resort 2014, in a subtle exploration of the chrome-inflected sleekness that epitomized mid-century automotives. It was no coincidence that his models walked in Monaco, home to one of France's most storied raceways.
Get excited, fashion people who regularly get flown to exotic locales for fashion shows: You're going to Singapore and Monaco in May! Plan accordingly!
While all eyes this week were focused on Raf Simons and his debut Dior couture collection, Hedi Slimane quietly made his debut at YSL Saint Laurent Paris. We already knew that his resort and menswear collections would be shown to buyers only, and they flocked to Paris this week to take in Slimane's first collections for the house. While they were forbidden from taking photos, many were willing to speak anonymously about what they saw. One retail exec reported that even the hangers, chairs and tables were designed by Slimane--a hint of new retail concepts to come under the rebranded Saint Laurent Paris label, according to WWD. And what about the clothes? Sounds like Slimane mined some YSL classics.
This season, Marc by Marc Jacobs is all about the mix of uber-masculine and uber-feminine. Here, you'll find an adorable tux--but in romper form. And a pair of standard pleated trousers--marked by a pink and blue floral pattern. Of course, there are some prom-worthy frocks tossed in for good measure. Click through to browse the collection.
I must admit, I didn't have the best view at YSL Resort show, which took place at the French consulate uptown. The models began prancing down the runway at roughly eight minutes after 11am, and I didn't arrive until a few minutes later, which means I missed a few of the first looks. (While I knew things would start closer to the scheduled time, I didn't think it would be that close, and neither did plenty of other editors. To be sure, I was standing with greatness--Harriet Mays Powell, Long Nguyen--which made me feel a bit better about the situation.) But back to the where and why. The French consulate is indeed very French--iron railings, a bit ornate--as were Stefano Pilati's prim dresses, Bermuda shorts and skirt suits. For better or worse, Pilati's work is generally all over the place, but this was a moment when his talent shone clearly.