So there we go: Christian Dior Haute Couture Fall 2011. Sans Galliano. It’s like a lifeless mannequin parading up and down the catwalk, with no music, no sparkle, nothing.
I’m not trying to diminish the importance of Galliano’s defamatory declarations, I’m just trying to say that this Dior Haute Couture collection was strange. With a thousand different references and inspiration sources, it came across more like an unleashed parrot than a coherent sartorial creation. Oh, did I forgot to mention the disco madness? Oh, where is fashion going? One of its masters tragically took his own life, another is being banned for life… whereto? (photos via)