There’s more couture in Paris this week than there has been for a decade. Giambattista Valli riffed on porcelain, Sevres, Wedgewood et al and Dior threw up images of the collection photographed earlier that day by Patrick Demarchelier, Terry Richardson and Paolo Reversi as backdrop and produced Brit beauty Gemma Arterton and Jennifer Lawrence on a front row packed with chic stars. Schiaperelli has been reborn under the pencil and scissors of Christian Lacroix who’d bowed out from the business four years past but was returned for a one-off season for the re-birth of this label. Shocking! Meanwhile Chanel showed in a Grand Palais deconstructed into a ruined, bombed out theatre, with a view of a futuristic city seen in the distance beyond the rubble. Derelicte! There was nothing ‘derelicte’ about a collection, shown yesterday, in which thousands of hours of expertise produces a price point of hundreds of thousands of pounds. The show was even held twice to accommodate two front row stars; Rihanna posed for the paps at show no.1 while Kristen Stewart was on hand for the second. And with Alexis Mabille’s announcement that he had teen clients who were snapping up couture pieces to attend proms in – who said couture was dead?
Contributing Editor: Richard Dennen
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01/02/2012 6:25 PM
Cameron Diaz, Cara Delevingne, Bianca Brandolini and Vanessa Paradis had better things to think about than European fiscal policy last week in Paris.
It was indeed a tale of two cities – the best of times, the worst of times; one half of Paris filled with eurocrats huddling over the demise of their single currency. The other interested in something all together more important – how was Christian Dior under Bill Gayten going to fare this season? This was Paris couture week and nothing else could have been more interesting. Gayten’s second collection post-Galliano got a thumbs up with its hand-painted fabrics and classic Dior silhouette. At Chanel there was almost a stampede outside the Grand Palais as socialites and fashion mavens thronged through a fake airport terminal and into the life size model aeroplane that was the wow-like set for Karl’s show where Cara Delevingne walked down a double-C’d carpet and took her crown as the latest supermodel. Meanwhile Giambattista Valli embraced the colour pink with his collection and was supported by his usual cluster of hardcore euro-socials (Bianca Brandolini et al) and Cameron Diaz caused quite the stir by attending a very un-Hollywood threesome of shows (The Big Three – Dior, Chanel and Armani). There were almost audible sighs of relief as conspiracy theories evaporated and the news got out that she was merely there to style herself for an InStyle couture shoot. While those eurocrats were pouring over their fiscal crisis fashionable Paris danced – and there were plenty of excuses to fiddle while the Elysee burnt. Miuccia Prada gave a grand dinner, cool Colette, the boutique, feted London’s Mary Katrantzou. But the peg of ‘big party of the week’ was held onto by the Sidaction Aids charity dinner; Diane Kruger wore Erdem, the Clarins sisters posed for the photographers before Vanessa Paradis arrived in Chanel and stole the limelight. Age of austerity? What age of austerity?