The third Taste the Fashion took place on Monday once again at Hilton Hotel, with Roberto Cavalli, Etro and Lanvin being the main participants. Three famous greek chefs accompanied each show with a special dish. Kostas Athanasiou cooked for Etro, Christophoros Peskias for Roberto Cavalli and Stelios Parliaros prepared the dessert for Lanvin.
This time all profits went to Elepap.
Following the first post of my visit at Lanvin headquarters, here comes the second part that includes almost all the accessories from the Lanvin Summer 2013 collection. Python pumps in metallics, gorgeous shoulder bags and tiny minaudieres and the famous Lanvin crystal jewels. Knock yourselves out.
I have been waiting for a while to present you this.
During last fashion week in Paris, I was invited to the headquarters of Lanvin House, for a private view of the Spring/Summer 2013 collection, after the fashion show. A huge fan of Alber Elbaz myself, I could never miss such an appointment.
The gorgeous Lanvin silk fabrics looked absolutely amazing in the famous bright colors that the house uses, such as pomegranate pink and emerald green. Some high-tech additions, like the digital prints of naked female bodies that seem to move with you, creating the illusion of nudeness. Much less embroidery, apart from four or five pieces and some details on the dresses. Bodysuits: *swoon*. BUT. The greatest highlight of them all -maybe because I’m too much of a sharp-suit type myself: the tuxedos. Inspired by far east, Japanese tradition and origamis, Elbaz created the perfect, slightly deconstructed suit, with quiet bows and cropped jackets, some of them even sleeveless, combined with his popular it-piece: the silk shirt.
A down to earth collection, deprived of any trace of unnecessary extravaganza.
A post with the accessories of the collection to follow pretty soon.
if you remember my small adventure from the previous time i came to Paris fashion week, well, history tends to repeat itself so once again Lanvin show was straight after Margiela show, which was 40 minutes delayed. Add a traffic jam and 25 minutes waiting at the same point of the street looking at each other in the shuttle makes a ‘mad me’ arriving at Lanvin by the time the show had started. no seats, no light to find your way to the stairs, all sweating and stressed.
lousy pictures. i promised myself next time i’ll be there an hour earlier no matter what because you really don’t want to see Freja Beha rocking the catwalk in some of the season’s greatest creations from the eighth fucking row.