Is it cheating to start this post with an originally-Paris designer (Damir Doma) who transferred to Milan with the hopes of breaking new grounds in a fashion scene that’s been lacking young designers and creativity for so long? Or maybe dreaming about making another post about Paris collections two days in Paris Fashion Week whilst I’m supposed to write about Milan? Let’s face it, Milan is not my spiritual fashion city, but it doesn’t mean it’s anything short of major.
Besides my usual favorites No.21, Marni and Trussardi; Emilio Pucci, which started to look a lot like Christopher Kane in the hands of new creative director Massimo Giorgetti, Gucci, which I’m so glad is not selling sex anymore but selling a hard dose of 70’s, Prada, with a collection redolent of Prada in golden days, Marco de Vincenzo, who sent elegant big birds down the runway and made even a girl like me consider explosion of color and Jil Sander, which after a million designer changes seems to have found it’s masculine, minimal, shape shifting vibe again have been my favorite of MFW.
source: vogue runway