ENTER PARIS FASHION WEEK!

Le point de vue.

par Purple Haze & The Girl

 
 

Is there anything more magnificent than Paris Fashion Week? For one bottleneck moment, rules bend into unrecognisable shapes and you find yourself in the brace of eternal magic. Ah yes. The French capital becomes the cynosure of all eyes. And I'm in love with the pure grandeur of the show. And I mean every show.

The City of Light is home to some of the best houses: Chanel, La Maison Yves Saint Laurent, Dior, Alexander McQueen and Maison Martin Margiela to name a few. From the ethereal Van Noten girls to Saint Laurent's leggy festival kids – If you are a student of human behaviour, it's fascinating; but if you are fashion obsessed, it's awe-inspiring! 

How can I not mention the extraordinary showmanship? When the lights go down and the music comes up and the oh-so-tall girls start to march out it's thrilling and sometimes, dare I say, transcendent. For Kaiser Karl, Rei Kawakubo and Rick Owens there is no fear; just chaos in the soul and passion in the heart. 

For Kaiser Karl, Rei Kawakubo and Rick Owens there is no fear; just chaos in the soul and passion in the heart. 
And if you want to escape to another country to try to, among other things, break the spell the Parisian fashion world holds, you will realise that like the Mafia, you can never really escape.

And I ask – Is there anything more magnificent than Paris Fashion Week? I think not. Paris is home to the eyes that see the unusual rare and the beauty in the imperfect (I'm looking at you Yohji!); to hands that are capable of such complex out-of-the-ordinary unsettling art; to curious minds that create the unnoticed. 
Yes, Paris Fashion Week is for the ones who are crazy enough to think that they can change the world. Because for one bottleneck moment, fashion's tectonic plates shift and you can feel the change. Oh la la. Compris?