On July 8, Chanel didn’t show: she meditated. A studio, a bow. Willo Perron designed an intimate, unfussy decor. Everything was held in restraint.
No break.
A breath of continuity.
Tweed, wheat, the freedom of the female body:
so many signs placed like offerings.
It wasn’t a demonstration.
It was a passage.
The discreet song of a house awaiting its new face.
Matthieu Blazy arrives.
Time is running out.
But Chanel has chosen modesty.
An interlude before the transformation.
In this restrained silence, a truth can be discerned:
a house can be both immense and fragile.
« Chanel doesn’t look back: it reinvents itself in silence. »
CHIKH Larbi, for www.the-8th-art.com
Crédit photo: FHCM.
