Once again if you are looking for the cachet and raison
d’etre for NYFW, look no further than
here and again Raf is a rank amateur by
comparison on every level and hardly a main attraction. As they say the proof is
in the pudding and here there is a smorgasbord of it, Browne is a stand alone
designer much in the way of Delpozo as they “dance” to the beat of a different
drum. This designer is truly the mad scientist of tailoring, if not fashion as a whole; there are few if
any who can match or even come close to what he conceives of and turns out with
such perfect precision. His workrooms must be like laboratories and the “chemists”
are alchemists ... the end result is staggering in every way.
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The restrained palette, the unimaginably phantasmagorical
creations that walk the runway are jaw dropping in execution as well as in
their beauty. The trick to viewing this collection is that you MUST look past
the mondo bizarro styling, the run way antics, and the makeup the quirkiness if
not the freakishness of the total picture. If you can get past that visual cacophony,
you see the most amazing and astounding pieces workmanship and design, when the
ensembles are dissected, these are the clothes of connoisseurs, they are clothes be coveted and collected, they are the clothes
for the self-assured and confident.
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Take for example the simplest of chesterfield coats; the
Grandma Moses inspired pastorals in a100 shades of grey or in fur, the trapeze
lace jacket or the sheer feather trimmed reefer, the insane loopy pieces and so
many exquisite jackets and coats. No
matter how you slice it, this is niche
dressing with the most limited of audiences
but hell they are just about as good as it gets when you see it all as the art
and craft of fashion in high gear.
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