Did you know there is no translation for ”Oh Hell No” in French, well not on Google Translator anyway. That is what I thought when I saw the collection for Paris Men’s Fashion Week.
It was disappointing; I had very high hopes of what Paris would bring to the table for Fashion Week. London brought the Tailoring; Milan brought the Hot Models. . . . And tailoring, I was looking forward to what Paris was going to show off. In my mind, it would have been an amazing combination of both, like Ben & Jerry’s or Bailys and ice, beautiful combinations. That just wasn’t delivered.
It’s times like this when I wish people could have seen my reaction to the Paris Men’s Fashion Week. It was the face of ”Hell No!” That face a girlfriend would give her boyfriend if he picked up yellow short shorts, knowing full well that he hasn’t got the legs for it (extremely hairy legs and any shorts just don’t work) . . . Yes that was the face I was pulling, of pure horror.
I had just assumed that because it was Paris, it would have displayed the best of the Men’s collection; I didn’t think that I could be SO wrong. The collections were very boring, simple, and basic or just mad crazy.
There weren’t even any hot men to distract me from these boring collections. The very least there should be hot models! Is that really too much to ask. Why do you think shops like Abercrombie & Fitch do so well. . . It’s not the clothes, I promise you, it’s the random amount of hot people dancing in the store half naked . . . not that I have EVER been in that store, don’t even know where it is. . . Honest.
The only collections that didn’t make me feel like I needed to fly to American and buy the biggest tub of Ben & Jerry’s known to woman, was the collections from Hermes and Valentino. But that was because they both had good use of colour and had extremely easy and wearable pieces, but with that is was a bit boring and just looked like pieces you could easily find on the London High-street right now. This could just means that the London high-street is seasons ahead of the Paris catwalk, or that Paris don’t have a clue what to do for Men’s Fashion.
Picture Source: NyMag.com