Okay, note to all you fashion weeks NY, London and Milan; I cannot take it anymore! My wish list keeps growing and wallet does not. So here are some more Milan shows to drool over my dear readers, some undeniably decadent and masterful collections that will no doubt have you running to your closet asking why, why can’t it just be Spring all over again?
Dolce & Gabbana sent out visions of white that reminded me of the lacy curtains in my Mothers kitchen growing up. And even my Grandmother’s doilies were in there somewhere, but I suppose that’s a very Italian thing. From the beginning of my knowledge of Dom & Stef (Dominico and Stefano) I have always imagined each collection being worn by Sophia Loren in her heyday. To me she is the quintessential Dolce and Gabbana women…with maybe a little Gina Lollobrigida thrown in. But this season I felt a little Birgit Bardot about it all. There was lots of white, lace, doilies and sheers with touches of black thrown in. All in all it added up to the usual hip shaking, curve hugging drop -dead sex appeal that we have come to expect from the dynamic Italian duo.
Peter Dundas is all about that It girl/seventies/jet set/girlfriend of a rock star look and suddenly so is everyone else. But the collection he designed for Pucci this season is no less spectacular just because everyone is doing it. I loved every inch of the flowey devil- may -care dresses and nautical shades of blue mixed with a palette of earthy tones. And of course I can’t resist an amazing black gown. In particular the thigh high boots and crochet bikini are show stoppers that only the tall rich and thin should even consider wearing…
I have always been a huge Jil Sander fan. Like Helmut Lang there is a minimalist approach to Sanders work that speaks volumes. This season Raf Simons went a little too “maximus” at times for my personal taste, but the tailoring and construction were still extraordinary. The first few looks were a statement in bold minimalism pairing a plain tee with a floor length skirt in bright pops of magenta, blue, green and orange. The pieces that followed seemed to be a bit more graphic and voluminous in stripes, watercolor prints and trios of bold color combos. The best pieces that Simons rolled out were really the well- fitted dresses and a few exits that looked straight out of the Audrey Hepburn flick Charade.
What can I say…to paraphrase RZ I die!
