Last night marked the most incredible of all the fashion evenings in the entire social calendar. Whilst I, not at all bitter, spent most of the evening attempting to balance several technological devices level on my lap (so as to keep up to date with the world’s most fashionable red carpet!), I could not witness, first hand, the looks arriving on that magical set of steps. Plus, my football mad husband had already shotgunned the TV rights last night, so I had only Twitter and Instagram to keep me in the loop.
I always, without fail, keep three questions in the forefront of my mind when perusing the looks of the met gala.
Who will keep the theme in mind?
Who is going to take a risk?
Who the hell invited Justin Bieber??
I was also a little inquisitive as to how Olivier Rousteing had proposed to dress all of his girls, with Kylie Jenner now on the coveted invite list. And where there is a Kylie, there is a Kris. And, most probably, a Tyga.
We want drama at the Met Ball, that is a given. Granted, we all want to see Anna Wintour with her petite Chanel ensembles and her jewels, and a glimpse of Sienna Miller in some beautiful, floaty creation is always a crowd pleaser, but what we really want to see is Lady Gaga in some fishnets, and the Olsen Twins in something other than a wool duster coat.
This year did not disappoint. The theme of ‘Manus x Machina: Fashion in an Age of Technology’ was of particular interest to me, since witnessing first hand the beautiful creations of visionary womenswear couture atelier, Sabina Saga. I can now comprehend what comes from a collaborative world of fashion and technology, and the concept of futuristic design was a novice concept. Until last night. Continue reading “Met Gala 2016; Best and Worst.”