Chanel recreates a Parisian brasserie for its latest Autumn/Winter ready-to-wear show as models wander casually amongst the guests sipping coffee and nibbling croissants.
PARIS, FRANCE (MARCH 10, 2015) (REUTERS) – I’ll take a café, a croissant and a black and ivory silk cocktail dress, s’il vous plait.
Under the soaring glass ceiling of the Grand Palais, Chanel’s Winter 2015 show was staged in an elaborate pop-up restaurant, complete with surly Parisian waiters in black waistcoats and white shirts and a bar serving champagne and coffee.
Creative Director Karl Lagerfeld showcased dresses and coats worn by models flitting in and out of the “Brasserie Gabrielle”, ordering coffee or perusing newspapers.
The effect was reinforced by the hard-boiled eggs, croissants and plates of olives laid out on the bar of the brasserie named after the label’s late founder Coco Chanel, whose real first name was Gabrielle.
Besides showcasing an array of Chanel staples — slimly tailored knit suit jackets paired with pleated or cigarette skirts — Lagerfeld had some fun playing with puckering.
Sleeves of jackets became armour-like as they were covered with hundreds of crinkly tucks, giving volume and modernity to the otherwise traditional shapes.
Lagerfeld said he wanted to revamp the little black dress with a series of sheer black silk cocktail dresses lined in nude sported by models including Cara Delevingne.
“This if for the down to earth French daily life in certain circumstances,” Lagerfeld said of the collection’s relaxed aesthetic, with a wry nod to the hefty price tag on most of the outfits.
The saucy and sparkling collection celebrated both the couture house’s archives and the German designer’s penchant for novel, modern fabrics and textures.
“The setting is something that exists in France but the clothes of today, with a background of tradition but with proportions of something new,” he said.
Guests lingered afterwards, hesitant to leave the festive atmosphere of the brasserie and even the svelte models tucked into to a croissant or two.
When they’re Chanel, who could resist?