Prada is known to
always surprise: to disorientate us in a good way. This season the surprise
was that there wasn’t much of a surprise, but rather an endorsement of the
emerging trends for the season.
The thing with a
new Prada show is that you’re usually still so hooked on the last one (oh,
flamed heels and race car bags!) that it’s hard to accept the new mood. Especially
this season when Miuccia chose to create something more serious.
The models with
their dip-died hair and black/orange eye make-up suggest an Amazonian warrior,
while the geometric print on the clothes evoke 1960s pop art. This collection
is incredibly concrete. Starting with black, which according to Muiccia ‘felt
important,’ the solidity of the black was reflected in the angles of the lean
pants and block heels. And then that Prada fun emerged: geometric prints on
jackets, shirts and bags, always toped with the resin stones that define this
collection.
There were no
dresses… depending on what you define as a dress. Is a dress a dress if it
needs pants under it? This is a subject I’m sure we’ll still frequently
address. But let’s not get too involved in it now.
When Miuccia
Prada enters for her bow, the applause is not the sort you hear at a fashion
show, but more the kind you hear when a celebrity enters on Ellen. People have become
intensely passionate about this brand: they will wear it with pride and
passion, and will covet the clothes with an almost cult-like obsession. It’s
clear that, with the passing of every season, it becomes even more poignant to
say, upon the request of the name of the label you’re wearing, “it’s Prada.”
I ask you: is
this not the height of fashion influence?
Images: vogue.it
