i shall never do it again. it's sooo distracting, to both parties. so much for multitasking.
it's also, amazing, that a runway show can hold 71 looks...the norm is anywhere between 25-40ish...even if you're reaching beyond 40 it's like "wtf." not to say i don't enjoy it...but for an industry known for its a.d.d., it's almost ironic for a show to be so lengthy. but alas i nitpick.
i did enjoy the show, for the most part. i couldn't get my eyes off the blingy necklaces - beautiful placemats of enamelled florals layed against the chest. on tweed! the "necklace" seems to still hold its stance as one of the statement pieces of the season...sounds like some fun d.i.y time for me. bold (refined, of course) bling in the form of large faceted crystals and metal...drool.
still on the search for the perfect bootie...mass market just doesn't cut it for me on this one. there is always something i want to change about what's out there. heel too high, too much detail, too gimmicky, too cheap looking....
...it's always a search, no?
i leave you with thoughts of stella's pretty pastels and ysl's stunning and always reliant take on refined, sensual, dressing (note the sequin collar! nonchalantly sewn over a sheer blouse...but of course):
brought to you by the stefano pilati....
...and scene.
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