Saturday, September 12, 2015

Givenchy Spring 2016



Well gang it's official!! Fawning, not spawning, and gushing season has begun!

Yes Ricky Ticki, as I like to call him, gave NYC a dose of what some called a show for the masses (1000 or so) ... well that’s of course if you happen to be among the chosen. Be that as it may, let’s talk about clothes as that’s what this is all about supposedly unless of course you are the type who gives a rat’s ass who sits front row and which ediatrix sat where and with how many of her entourage or who designed the set or the venue or any of this superfluous crap that seems to overtake the real meaning and purpose of the event ………..C L O T H ES!


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So without further ado, let’s talk about Spring 2016 from Givenchy by Riccardo Tisci. Some time ago these clothes would be called loungewear. One is reminded of Liz Taylor in Cat on a Hot Tin Roof or Butterfield 8 in her satin lace trimmed full slip sprawled languidly on a bed or swilling bourbon at her dressing table. There were designers like Fernando Sanchez (google),  John Kloss (google)  and even Eve Stillman (google) who turned loungewear into garments that looked like they could be worn on the street or to a party and now  we have Ricky Ticki doing just the opposite. Maybe there was also Vanity Fair or Van Raalte that ran the ads of a woman in her underpinnings or peignoir at a fancy dress event, at the opera or stepping into a limo! Don’t let me forget those odd Grès-eque numbers with the tortured twisting and turning over lace which seemed to be silly at best.
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All satin and lace and such but no matter how you slice it, it all looked like loungewear or sleepwear. Yes, there were a few pieces thrown in that reflect Tisci’s abilities when it comes to haute couture and no, they made no sense whatsoever with the rest of the collection. These pieces, aside from looking very McQueenish or retooled from past collections, served as a palette cleanser of sorts and most certainly were a flexing of the brand’s couture muscle as they no longer show a full collection during Haute Couture. As a whole, the collection was repetitive and yawn worthy especially with the extremely limited color palette as is Tisci’s wont each season.
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So, if we were on American Bandstand, let’s give it a 60 as you can wear it, you might look sexy in it, there’s a lot of lace, it’s very feminine to say the least, but it’s a whole lot of so what and who cares. Carine will wear it and still look a bit long in the tooth to wear it, Anna will coo over it,  maybe Donatellamommamia will model it , and Blah Blah  will wax poetic about all the silly ephemera that doesn’t matter because who cares.  In essence ... It’s about what was expected... no surprises here and really … he didn’t disappoint!
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