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John Galliano for Dior Spring 2009..The couture collection showed Monday & Galliano worked from an apparently limitless budget. Inspired by the Dutch Masters, from whom he drew a rich Vermeer palette (set against plenty of white), “a stately “sittings posture” and gracefully flamboyant portrait chapeaux. The result was a fusion of indulgence with control, the frugality apparent in the exacting execution — no errant froth nor trailing appendages here. Rather, he placed every rosette, every ribbon, every crystal — and there were many — to just-so perfection.”
[a very poetic description of the collection by a WWD columnist]..
Galliano’s notion of being grounded: a collection rooted in the parallel beliefs that Dior must not surrender its identity to recession, but that now is not the time to go iconoclast-crazy.
“I really studied the constructions & discovered his soul,” Galliano said about Dior “I could read his decisions.”
But this collection was really about high evening. First out: languid, linear beauties in embellished whites, each one an Oscar nominee. Yet would that movie stars and their stylists throw caution to the wind and go for a more ample silhouette, as Galliano’s ball gowns are far too breathtaking to come to rarefied reality only on filthy-rich brides from faraway lands whom most of us will never see. These wonders came bustled, festooned, laced or swirled into multiple layers. One, its skirt rippling with 2,500 meters of tightly packed lace ribbon, was cut away to reveal crisp-yet-elaborate blue Delft embroidery inside.
see the rest of the collection here