Kenzo.

Sun. 03/02/2014.

Kenzo.

Finding David Lynch's Name in correlation to a Fashion show is somewhat akin to Finding Twyla Tharp's name in conjunction with Thermodynamics... Incongruous at best. The precise point of any David Lynch Psychodrama/Mindfuck is that Fashion is the LAST Thing going through the characters minds. But somehow, Carol Lim and Humberto Leon translated David Lynch movies into fashion. As befitting such a source, the collection was Off-Kilter and unfortunately, Not one of the best from the Pair. 

The Problems started from the start, There was just WAY Too Much going on at once! The opening exit spoke of that with an idea of the Waistband of the pants folded down and making a Psuedo-Peplum that might have been fine by itself but Paired with Embroidery and a Crazy mix print top competing with it, Just started the Overload ball rolling. After that it was just Prints on top of Prints, Over-Inflated Coat volumes and shapes, Stupefying tricks that looked Absurdly and quite pointedly, Infuriatingly, Silly. WHY, Bisect a Tailored and Printed Pantsuit with a Giant Puffball of a Skirt in the middle? And why do it.... TWICE? Idiocy!

This show had the Unabashed bad taste of a Proenza Schouler Nightmare! They would have produced something of this level of Terrifically Horrendous. Even when the show wanted to be Simple, it was still too much. Sadly for Leon and Lim, It was a Failure of Majestic Imagining! On all levels. One can only hope that for the next iteration, They put less effort into Channeling David Lynch and find a Muse that serves them better. This one found them on the Lost Highway to Nowhere.










That's All.










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