An all-white, swiveling platform set dressed with an orchestra and two curving staircases literally set the stage for the most stylishly futuristic runway show the fashion world has ever seen. A very specific quality of "I don't give a fuckness" mixed together with luxurious comfort and sneakers really brought about a blast of some of the coolest and extravagantly laid-back runway shows in recent history. Last year's Spring/ Summer 2014 CHANEL show in Paris' Grand Palais was expertly executed with a liquid-like focus into harmony; important aesthetic elements balanced with a mathematical elegance, celestial airiness, flowing casualness, avant-garde music, and sparkling festival eyes (peppered with some feathery "short hair don't care" type of shit) really made this Haute Couture runway show a visionary work of art.
Some of the models are sporting knee pads and elbow pads along with "fuck off" fanny packs. They really couldn't give less of a shit, which is what I found most interesting. Instead of robotically marching down an uneventful "Untz Untz" type of runway in foot-deforming stilettos and soul-vacuumed eyes, these shiny-eyed girls are gracefully lollygagging, skipping, and strolling around with their hands in their pockets like careless Lolita nymphets in athletic sneakers.
The cosmetic mastermind, Peter Phillips, splashed on some enigmatic eye glitter underlining the models' big liquid eyes. It recently hit me how similar this spring and summer look is to the glittering, feathered Mardi Gras masks while I was roaming around the French Quarters in New Orleans a couple of weeks ago. The dramatic eye makeup glitter combined with the feathery, over-the-top hair-affair manufactures the illusion of a mask-less festival eye mask. This is just another example of how festival culture is trickling up into Haute Couture. Or is it the other way around? Regardless, I personally wouldn't mind seeing this psychedelic makeup trend take off into monochromatic civilian life. If anything, it does remind you of the quick liquid sparkle in people's eyes while you're neck-deep in a phenethylamine.