Kabulshit

Givenchy: Fall 2011 Couture. 

I wonder what an angelic being would wear. What clothing would circumvent naturalized population and make it's way to some spectral being. Even in the lightness of this Collection Riccardo Tisci still manages to find some sense of religious darkness. Perhaps it's only something I see. But I imagine the separation of life of some supernatural being. A funeral meant for something beyond our world. It's emotion really. A garment with touch placed upon it. Knowing a human touched that garment for hours, there is really something remarkable to it. Even in the vivid white, and oblong pastels I fell some sense of power. It's a subtle submergence of grandeur. Nothing literal. It wasn't a show, it was a collection of moments, each one with more presence and power than the last.