By Christine Suppes
Editor at Large
When the best in a fashion show is saved for last, and the last meaning the appearance of the designer, this sometimes indicates a problem. The point is, we’re used to it by now and some of us are loving it. Galliano’s palette was somber—a lot of gray and beige, with over sized hats suited to Johnny Depp’s Mad Hatter. The clothes are a crazy quilt of Victorian and psychedelic-- in other words, the hippie period in which Mr. Galliano was a child. Love them or hate them—I love them. The special effects were reserved until the end, when Mr. Galliano, swathed in even more fabric than his models, appeared on the silver sparkled runway, a buccaneer amidst fireworks and flames.
Editor at Large
When the best in a fashion show is saved for last, and the last meaning the appearance of the designer, this sometimes indicates a problem. The point is, we’re used to it by now and some of us are loving it. Galliano’s palette was somber—a lot of gray and beige, with over sized hats suited to Johnny Depp’s Mad Hatter. The clothes are a crazy quilt of Victorian and psychedelic-- in other words, the hippie period in which Mr. Galliano was a child. Love them or hate them—I love them. The special effects were reserved until the end, when Mr. Galliano, swathed in even more fabric than his models, appeared on the silver sparkled runway, a buccaneer amidst fireworks and flames.
Post script: This show beats the daylights out of any Dior runway for the truly adventurous fashionista.
Photos by Marcio Madeira, 2010
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