Having a lil perve on the couture shows there filled me with awe and immense sadness. Awe at the INCREDIBLE level of work – Elie Saab’s couture just makes me want to cry it is such perfection – and great sadness at the fact that I will most likely never, ever get a chance to swan about in such levels of perfection. But neither of these observations are the purpose of this post. It’s about how Gruau-esque Dior’s presentation was. Like, so Gruau.
I guess if I am totally honest, this show was very DIOR also. But then the two have a very entwined history, working so closely together helped to solidify the iconography of the brand. If I am honest, I havn’t been a massive fan of Dior for some years now, but Gruau still does it for me. There is something timeless in his illustrations, the sensitivity of line and romance of it all. The way he uses colour and space on a page is something really magical. Which is what couture should always be, given that it is created especially for very wealthy people to do fancy things in. I am therefore very pleased that Bill Gaytten seemed to have flipped through some of his books and captured that delicacy of line and play on volume. Admittedly, it could be argued that without a head designer to steer Dior in a Post-Galliano direction, the team are playing it safe with their collections. But something tells me the guys took more than a little inspiration from the man who used to illustrate them.
I guess what I am saying is…. here, look! See?
images via style.com