What the hell just happened here? gone are the nuns, the monastic
robes, the storytelling coats and dresses, the bland minimalism and the pre Raphaelite
girls who haunted, pervaded and infected the runways of the house for far too
long. Don’t get me wrong, I am not sure this is the cure but hell there are
pieces here that actually look like Valentino... I’m not quite understanding
how you segue from parochial to prostitute but I’m in!
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Party dresses, flirty dresses, chic or close to that dresses...
no capes no funeral togs … what’s a girl to do... not only can one see
Valentino Garavani but one might espy Ungaro and Valli mixed in … imagine that,
it actually skews young instead of death rattle!
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It’s too bad the images are so arty instead of straightforward
so that the clothes could be fully appreciated but one can live in hope and as
for that logo crap… who cares
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Lastly why stoop to the level of guccifying the collection
even in small part?
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