Friday, 2 October 2009

Icy grandeur in gay parie...

Now not to get all fabulous daarling but after having a gander at whats cracking at Paris fashion week I wanted to share my pick of Rick Owen's latest offerings. His style generally draws up inevitable comparisons with the Dalston king of darkness Gareth Pugh, but this season seemed more forward thinking and wearable instead of the "I'm a scary goth" vibes him and the Pugh normally roll with.

Futuristic without being spacey and styled suitably unrealistically for day-to-day happenings (well, this is the catwalk love) it was just screeaming with fierce arctic minimalizism. Ok, not sure about minimalising the skirts soo much they're barely pum coverers, but the whole Lady Gaga meets David Bowie in the North Pole and travels by conveyor belt to a cube shaped Macdonald's thing really worked for him.

My faves were: the incredible open toe boots in black and grey, pointing towards heaven and crinkled unapologeticically with foot covering joy, the tissue-esque long grey coat, leather jackets with star angled collars, not to mention the one sided asymettrical wide collared business going down on that black dress! Fiercely ridiculous i tell thee...

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