I swore to
myself I wasn’t going to write a review of this after seeing the untold amount
of ugly inexplicable clothes that have been passed off as pre-fall collections
but once I again I was unable to resist the souk presented by Maria Grazia
Chiuri aka the meatball!
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Monsieur
Dior’s gravesite is now an empty hole in the ground as he has spun himself
beyond ever being found again. It has taken me this long to figure out that
this faux intellectual, faux activist, faux feminist, faux designer is really a
misogynist. There can be no other reasonable explanation.
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I can
honestly say she has single-handedly elevated the history of collections like Ellen Tracy, Anne Klein and
Dana Buchman to Balenciaga in terms of design and appeal. I want to know who spends
this amount of money to look like a whorish catholic school girl or someone who
wears clothes made from old paper bags or for that matter a camo bra top with
lollipop panties and jacket? Tell me
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The other
question is what season is and why?? I don’t think there is anything
aspirational about these clothes although I’m sure the label whores will be hot
for the monogram bags which are glorified LL Bean totes for the most part.
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If ever
there was a case of a designer decimating a heritage brand, the meatball takes
the cake.
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