At Tom Ford’s show in London last week, floor-to-ceiling mirrors
obscured the walls, and the soft gray velvet sofas were custom-built to
fit the room. Thus ensconced, guests sat and played with their champagne
flutes before the show began, feeling, for the first time since the
international run of fashion weeks began, many snowstorms ago, in New
York, like they were at a catwalk show in the movies.
Ford, who is originally from Texas, presents his collections in
London, and his show is usually rollicking and frankly vulgar, leaning
toward pasted-on dresses that leave no doubt as to the wearer’s desire
(even if, in reality, it’s only for attention). This season, his
offerings were relatively tame—at least, by Ford standards—which meant,
for instance, that a two-piece fire-engine-red crocodile ensemble was
without further embellishment. The models wore stiletto boots that were
initialled “TF,” a high-end version of the kind of decoration that used
to require a BeDazzler. There were sequinned dress-length football
jerseys decorated with the number “61” (Ford’s birth year) and the word
“molly” with a slash through it, a reference, knowing audience members
whispered to their clueless seatmates, to Jay Z’s anti-drug lyric “I
don’t pop molly, I rock Tom Ford.”
At Mary Katranzou, the dresses were slick and lovely enough for a young BAFTA
nominee, and, in fact, those awards were taking place on the same
evening. (Red-carpet devotees, who rushed back to their hotel
televisions, were disappointed to find that, unlike their American
counterparts, the Brits offered only a measly half-hour red-carpet
pre-show, not the marathon that we are treated to Stateside before our
own awards programs.) Some of Katranzou’s clever frocks were made of
sewn-together patches the size and shape of Boy Scout merit badges;
others were constructed of chain mail hung with dangling charms. One
startling sweatshirt sported a 3-D penguin that appeared to emerge from
the front (cute, if you like 3-D penguins), reminiscent of a Comme des
Garçons frock in stores right now, which is made of some kind of
flowered, papery material and has a whole Teddy bear (not detachable)
stuck to its bodice.
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