In an industry where the season’s operate like clock work,
collections are meticulously calculated and there’s a style and a trend for
every look, it’s subtly refreshing when an individual mind makes a conscious
decision to fuck with the system.
The ability to showcase ones creative work is one of the
most liberating yet necessary occurrences of the entire fashion week process,
the point of the exercise being to allow others to experience and be exposed to
your creations, after all, ‘do they really exist if not in comparison to
others?’ Why then would the great Marc Jacobs purposely choose to send his
models down the runway, illuminated only by the dull golden glow of an
elaborate sun in the background? BECAUSE HE CAN!
My love for Marc Jacobs is a developed and weathered one, I
have a strong connection to his creativity, inspirations and the aesthetical
representations of his brand. I appreciate his brilliant creative mind from a
far, forming seemingly bias positive opinions and loving literally everything
his does, (well nearly, my heart broke at the revelation of the use fox fur in
his latest collection, that I certainly don’t love nor admire!) That aside, Marc Jacob’s latest collection falls nothing short of what we’ve come to expect from
him! A magnificent display of metallics, sequins, shag wigs and ultra short
shorts, this collection screamed of a diluted, against the grain attitude,
until of course the lights switched on and the models returned to showcase the
true craftsmanship and detail of the fierce, perfectly over the top collection...
Images: Style.com
