Let’s call it 60 shades of bland and boring! My take is simply that this was supposed to be salable and covetable and yes it was salable, more so than her ready to wear, but there is more at stake here than ready to wear.
What was the message here? What is she trying to convey with endless white and shades of beige with occasional accents of grey and black? I saw Katherine Graham’s dress from Capote’s black and white ball offered in beige or off white, I saw that minimalism chez Dior equates to boring and yawn worthy, I saw Jackie Kennedy looks that are so out of step with world today and a designer who hasn’t a clue what she or the brand stand for!
Once again, the Signora’s idea of sexy is transparent and yet she makes it bland, then of course the styling with kitten/louis’ heels on young girls instead of women and a paucity of make up all piled onto some ridiculous notion that these clothes reflect the DNA of Maison Dior.
I couldn’t wait to read the review for her to explain in her esoteric and faux intellectual word salad about how and why we should view the relationship with primitive cave like paintings and the clothes that were shown ... other than the fact that her crusade for feminism has been abandoned and she is searching for any raison d’être!
Let’s just say there is absolutely nothing here to really speak of other than why bother to present 60 generic tired looks? Let me say the final exit of the model with a wedgie was a perfect ending!
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