The Marc Jacobs show set is always nothing short of dramatic, bordering on theatrical. This season, however, seemed rather simple. There were wasn't a single prop to be seen on the runway. Instead, the show space on either side of the runway were bathed in bright scarlet, and the catwalk was rather conventional - a vertical strip on a platform, with a backdrop designed by Stefan Beckman that was inspired by Jeremiah Goodman's painting of Diana Vreeland's living room.
As usual, the Marc Jacobs show, like clockwork, began on the dot, with the rather loud soundtrack - Darren Aronofksy's Requiem for a Dream -that gave off the vibe of psychotic precision that seemed like something out of a psychological thriller. I thought to myself, that the music really did match the atmosphere, which gave off the impression that a bloodbath was about to begin. But that was as far as it went, because the clothes were not even close to being massacred. The looks that came down the runway were super luxe: chevron-patterned mink, metallic brocades, and leopard prints. Oh, did I mention there was also a whole lot of Pepe Le Pew (particularly the bags and the fur stoles)?
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Just like the clothes, Jacobs also utilised luxurious exotic materials for the handbags: shagreen, snakeskin, croc, fur, and ponyhair that came in the houndstooth and leopard-dyed variety. I didn't like the silhouettes at all because the silhouettes on the bags too closely resembled Prada's FW14 bags, while the other one with the rectangular turnlock clasp reminded me of those from the FW14 Michael Kors Collection. And don't even get me decided on Pepe Le Pew. I mean, he may be a skunk (and therefore emits unpleasant odours), but Jacobs has immortalised him as the roadkill du jour.
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