I think I first fell in love with Miu Miu in their Spring/Summer 2010 collection (shown above). Naked girl/cat/bird prints, I don't know what could be better. It's no doubt one of my favourite collections and never fails to make me swoon. I'll write a post dedicated to it later so I don't lose focus on their new collection. I have a love hate relationship towards Miu Miu's Autumn/Fall 2012 collection, however it leans further towards love.
The main reason I'm not 100% sold on the outfits is because I wouldn't personally wear them. And while that can be a pretty common response to the majority of catwalk collections opposed to ready to wear outfits, I would have given my left arm to be able to strut around in some of Miu Miu's earlier creations. The more masculine styled suits aren't particularly my taste, but generally I like them. I would have been in love with the burgundy suit pictured, but I have a deep seated hatred of black and bright coloured square print fabric thanks to the teenage scene phase. The striped suit is a favourite, but I love the overall use of pattern on pattern. The main source of my love for the collection isn't necessarily because of the designs aesthetically, but more so because of what they remind me of.
The use of pattern on pattern reminds me of my dad, or both my grandparents, which is a really comforting feeling. The person I most immediately associated with the patterns and clothes was Ray Hughes. A few years ago I went and saw his portrait in the Archibald prize by Lucy Culliton. About an hour later I saw him at another gallery, wearing and equally bright and patterned outfit as in his portrait. Strangely enough I'm kind of reminded of Gene Wilder as Willy Wonka in the 1971 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. It's extremely hard to dislike a collection when it reminds me of such happy and nice things.
The use of pattern on pattern reminds me of my dad, or both my grandparents, which is a really comforting feeling. The person I most immediately associated with the patterns and clothes was Ray Hughes. A few years ago I went and saw his portrait in the Archibald prize by Lucy Culliton. About an hour later I saw him at another gallery, wearing and equally bright and patterned outfit as in his portrait. Strangely enough I'm kind of reminded of Gene Wilder as Willy Wonka in the 1971 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. It's extremely hard to dislike a collection when it reminds me of such happy and nice things.
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