In a season of faux spectacular and so many "me too" collections, there emerges a clear and
stand-alone collection that deserves to be lauded on levels unknown to many
designers. Sarah Burton has indeed mastered the vocabulary of the short lived
Alexander McQueen and in doing so she has
perpetuated his life span and his legacy. She has not only mastered it
but she has broadened it and added to it without skipping a beat.
Understand that what makes this such an incredible
collection is that if one is judged by the company you keep then Ms. Burton is
certainly the only guest at this party. Yes, she continues to follow in the
path of the uber talented late McQueen in a way that seems otherworldly to
the viewer, it is as if he inhabits her or speaks to her and she is the conduit
with which he continues to thrive.
Okay enough of the
superlatives here; regardless of all my inclinations, first and foremost being
wearable and salable .. well that flies right out the window here. Even I can
see that these clothes are appealing to only the most discerning of collectors
and fashion hoarders. I am not sure if any of it is really wearable but I am
sure it is all mighty fabulous. Again, my “designers who design” seems most
appropriate here but I would be a huge fool not to ask myself what would happen
if there was no legacy to continue.. or does that really matter?
I can only say that when reviewers seem to devote as much
verbiage about venue and make-up and hair as they do about the clothes, here is
a show that warrants it all. No matter what the exact “inspirations” may be,
the outcome is clear, these clothes speak for themselves and for the brand. Maybe they even scream!
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