Attention all media elite, fawners and label whores... the circus has arrived.... Gucci on Hollywood Blvd... it was a sort of Norma Desmond collection which included 1001 ways to show a satin suit, what a nickel a blow job hooker might wear to pick up a quickie, some Myrna Loy or Ginger Rogers gowns and a whole of freakin ugly useless clothes that will come at a price not only to the consumer, if they are stupid enough to buy, as well as to Kering where the signs of the Gucci bubble bursting is already in progress.
It’s just one more freak show backed up with his circular illogical nonsensical and faux intellectual blather that accompanies every collection. These are the clothes of whim, ego. hubris and fancy that have absolutely nothing to do with sell throughs or merchandising. This is just one more pile of expensive crap to throw on top of the ever growing pile and further tarnish the brand that was once a silent signal of having arrived!
There is no point to really get into it as the images speak for themselves and if reviews spend have their ink talking about Hollywood and barely mention the collection then you know there wasn’t much one can say and that they haven’t a clue as to what they saw.
The lack of sophistication is palpable, his twisted conception of glamour is ignorant and pedestrian at best and who exactly wants to look like a freak and where exactly are they going in the era of COVID.... it’s not over yet... regardless of what this genius may think.
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