September is like Alice's Rabbit Hole, it's so good we suffer of a sort of Stendhal Syndrome. Naturally if you are reading here it means you are not expecting an NFL season review (if even that would happen in September, but don't quote me on that).
WARNING: this is selon moi a selection, so hope you like it and if so would you
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We started in New York: clean, linear, soft hues, layering and maxi volumes are beginning to shape the season.
The fashion circus traveled to London-town where normally creativity, wit is what you expect mixed to sartorial de rigueur. It was indeed a trip down memory lane, a mix of swinging London and Old Savile Row and temperature started rising as in we really started warming up. Trends are confirming: layers, the blazer, the sleeveless jacket, flats, sheer and transparencies
... and then in my beloved Milan (can I say #Italiansdoitbetter ?) where everything seems nonchalantly chic, where minimal is a departure not a destination, where you wear hand embroidered plissee dresses to the grocery store. Where class is not water.
I have read on Business of Fashion a compelling Op-Ed on the status of Milan's fashion which was true and hurtful at the same time. Why is it we always underestimate our national treasures and let jealousies or petty ego-trips prevail over general success?
“The Italian style QUIZ: Are you digging the flat sandals with an evening gown?”
The flight to Paris brought that majestic breeze as overwhelming as its architecture.
Will write more about the trends and similarities we have seen emerging through the 4-week marathon.