In my eyes Alber Elbaz is a cute little bow-tied god. After ten years at the helm of Jeanne Lanvin's house you'd think that things could have got stale, or he would have become predictable with his aesthetic. Think again! After ten years, like a fine wine or a fancy cheese Alber has only got better with age, and as each collection saunters along it just gets more fabulous. Don't get me wrong there is a definitive aesthetic, and there is definitely a Lanvin "woman" (she can only be described this way, 'girl' doesn't even cover the pure allure of the look) and she dresses to kill, thrill and generally make men weep.
This season the models paraded sultry and beautifully cut pieces (mostly dresses as always from Alber) in lashings of nude and black. There was draping, corsetry and hints of buttery soft leather trimming pieces. Even the fur was sexy. The coolest part of the collection was definitely the necklaces, I loved the loopy gold scrawling of "Help" and "Happy" and of course "Cool" that swung from the necks of the Lanvin women. They needed anything but help. They are all so damn fabulous I think it is the men they drag home of an evening that might need help after an evening with a Lanvin lady. The dresses hung off the bodies of the models perfectly, adept at making any woman of any shape look utterly fabulous.
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