Once I asked my husband if we could get a video player in addition to sleek and shiny DVD/BlueRay extravaganza that, of course, could do more or less anything apart from probably serving you coffee in bed. I sort of thought that a video player would be the best way to watch my old VHS tapes. Not that they were precious in any way, nothing nostalgic or family related.
Mr gave me a puzzled look as if I suddenly spoke perfect Japanese and said “No”. “Why would I want to go back when technology makes new things so beautiful and exciting to use?” he added. He had a point (while I am probably losing it right now).
In a strange way, Bill Gayttens Resort was that video player. It felt like it. Don’t get me wrong, the collection was beautiful and very wearable. The presentation was immaculate just like the cut. But, as horrible as it may sound, I was happy about Gayttens departure from the Maison Dior.
The house is desperate for a fashion designer because Gaytten isn’t one. While every collection created by him was inspired by the archives, this one WAS the archives. Re-worked to avoid complicated corsetry and fancy weighty undergarments, it looked so very much like the New Look.
He truly showed his ability to construct and recreate beautiful clothes, but totally lost it when it came to originality, vision and je ne sais quoi that one has to have in order to be a fashion designer and move forward.
Missing Galliano so badly right now…
Photo source: fashionising.com