Kenzo Resort 2013.
My antipathy for what this brand has become since Marras left continues.
Top row: going to a rave while wearing mosquito repellant clothing in a jungle.
Bottom row: all over print that’s optical illusion or skin disease?
I can’t live like this.
(Images via Vogue.com)
Candids at Kenzo Spring 2012. (Images via Vogue.com)
What do you get when you take a storied French house whose previous designer, Antonio Marras, consistently turned out dreamy, individual, well- thought out, interesting collections… and instead appoint Leon and Lim of Opening Ceremony to be the creative directors?
JASON SCHWARTZMAN PLAYING DRUMS IN THE SALON BESIDE THE RUNWAY. Oh, and a lot of slouchy anoraks and dresses in bird prints.
This is exactly what I was afraid would happen. The Wes Andersonification/Chloe Sevignyifying of what was a perfectly good brand. See the evidence here.
Iekeliene Stange by Benjamin Lennox for How to Spend It Spring 2011
This Kenzo floral caftan makes me dream of being all euro-chic-hippie and moving to a villa on Ibiza or something.
Kenzo A/W 2011 (images via FGR)
Another thing at which Marras excels is taking (in this case par example) traditional English textiles/styles such as grandfatherly knits, longer school-marmish lengths, argyles, plaids etc… and re-presenting them through his lense which is so much more refined, chic, pleasing to the eye, so much more fashionable! What at Vivenne Westwood would come off as poorly-executed and dowdy, in his hands is brought to an entirely other level. He takes this English inspiration and does it better than the original ever could be!
Kenzo A/W 2011 (images via FGR)
Getting another dose of Antonio Marras at Kenzo is for me the level of awesome as getting Karl at Fendi AND Chanel. Marras has such exquisite taste and such a perfect eye for color and pattern, he just sweeps you up in it. These looks are the definition of moody/feminine/autumnal.
To be honest, the first quarter of the show in the military green tones I didnt care for.. But then these autumn leaves crept in and I fell in love.
Antonio Marras at Kenzo A/W 2011 (image via style.com)
