PARIS, January 25, 2011
We should forget everything in the world, when Karl Lagerfeld presents us his collections. He is a inspiration to so many other designers, artists and stylists. I love his simplicity, his imaginary design and the clear lines, where he heeded the call with a Chanel collection that was positively luminous in its delicacy and sparkle.
Dresses that looked spun from gossamer ("morning dew on spiderwebs" was his cohort Amanda Harlech's more lyrical metaphor) weren't fabric; they were pieces of embroidery. Ten million beads were used in all. The result was literally a cloth of light.
As you can see, there was a precise, balletic grace to the shifts, the tops, the fitted jackets, and floating chiffons, all of them built on sequined leggings. And every model walked in a ballet flat. "Just the point of the shoe," Lagerfeld was quick to point out. It was bound to the ankle by transparent straps, and it completely changed the attitude of the show. All those teenage models who look like ball-breaking vixens in their face paint and vertiginous heels when they walk for other designers were suddenly turned back into pretty girls in flat soles and clothes the color of a dawn sky. "I was sick of all those Eiffel Towers
He is a true legend, God bless him!
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