Yohji Yamamoto presented Paris Fashion Week Collection on Friday that disturbed its language to its origin: Monochrome, urban, fluid silhouette, touched with the brightness of the rebellion.
The show was opened with parade-down black looks, some bearing frescoes, a seriousness before the soft fringe encerts in the sandals, dollar a gentlee.
Tartons arrived in a sliced, decomposed form, disrupting attention on black with a shock of patterns, followed by white gowns that stuck in strips, ether yet raw. The bands like leaves detected Torsos like abstract vines. Finally, a red sculpture emerged in the sculpture coat – a climax of the drama that outlined its instinct for the subtle spectacle.
At the age of 81, Yamamoto has long opposed fashion cycles. He is still the master of dickNosting: puzzle-tukra coat, layered bustle, and cubist geometry defines his decades of work. Here, however, he bowed into simplicity, resonating his recent show where the fragility and empowerment are in balance, and where the black becomes a multi -faceted canvas.
The staging was fed, increasing the spirit of the model from time to time. In an era of continuous reinforcement, Yamamoto refuses to chase the novelty as a radical. Their clothes are surely made of them: esoteric, emotional and permanent chic.