Each time there is fashion week, I find myself a little too impatient to go through the looks most especially I don't fly to the fashion capitals to see the défilés myself. D'ailleurs, it seems like the preoccupation with fashion is something I give to my childhood... most especially back in high school when I had those dreams to attend Central Saint Martins and be the next Alexander McQueen. And then reality kicked in and maturity played its part and I realised there's other things I'd rather do than "eat, live, and breathe" fashion. These days, by convenience, I find myself turning over to the last look. You know that look when the designer takes a final bow or shows after the final walk through of the models. Franchement, this last look which is the "unofficial" part of the collection is one I mindlessly resonate to. I guess this mockery to the fashion system or the fashion week system finds itself always more endearing selon moi.
1. Cédric Charlier.
2. Guillaume Henry chez Carven.
3. Peter Dundas chez Pucci.
4. Dries Van Noten.
5. Lazaro Hernandez et Jack McCullough chez Proenza Schouler.
6. Clare Waight-Keller chez Chloé.
8. Erdem Morialoglu chez Erdem.
9. Alexander Wang.
10. Stefano Pilati chez Ermenegildo Zegna.