This is an ode to Raf Simons.
Yes I was at work watching the livestream. So sue me. I lead a cult of Raf Simons (and Haider Ackermann but that will have to wait) and knowing the show was going to be on while I was actually awake, I decided to delay my lunch hour to sit at my desk and cry. Well, I contained my tears, but barely.
Raf, if anyone doubted you at this point, they just got slapped by their own poor judgements. Dior has a history of luxurious and romantic extravagance, more Versailles than minimalistic Parisien chic, sparkles, tulle, roses, here-I-am-glamour, pink princess style. Since I’m more of a tailored, slouchy and straight-cut girl and I’ve never been a fan of flashy embellishments, Dior has never been my cup of tea, despite finding it visually beautiful.
But this new clean-cut, take-no-prisoners pure design aesthetic version of the brand may very well drive me to spend thousands of euros I don’t have on a dress I might never have the opportunity to wear. Everything is wearable, from the trench minidress to the full shimmering rose-patterned skirt. Even when you go overboard you can’t go wrong and this can only happen when someone has such a specific sense of aesthetics and tailoring.
That is you, Mr Simons. And once again, I bow to you, and hope to one day be able to kiss your talented hands and tell you how much you’ve done for the world of fashion… and brought an unpolluted breath of life back into the house of Dior.
P.S. The make-up is driving me insane. I want my eyes done like that every single day. I don’t care if it takes hours. It’s literally eye-candy. Literally.