What I Would Wear to Paris Fashion Week

We've reached the finale of fashion month, and there's a bitter sweet haze over emeroo today, as we discuss the final leg of the spring/summer 2017 collections.

Paris, to me, is like a fashion lovers Disney Land, and Paris Fashion Week is Disney during Christmas. The cobblestone streets are rich with excitement and anticipation for all the wonders to come. People swarm to see the new, Christmas themed wonders, only to be seen at this point in the year. I suppose Fenty x Puma could be compared to the Matterhorn and Stella McCartney could be Splash Mountain? I'm not quite sure where I'm going with this, but combining Disney, Christmas and fashion seems like such a lovely thought.  

Indecently, Paris this year brought the girlish excitement out of me, comparable to the effects of Disney Land. Every collection was breaking some sort of ground whether that be with surprisingly unfamiliar designs or carefree models dancing down the catwalk. Fashion is currently climbing upwards (perhaps on the California Screamin') in originality and creativity, and I don't see it coming down anytime soon.

My personal favorites of the week will be of no surprise. Two houses shown in Paris that have always resonated with me are Valentino and Alexander McQueen. Though these two contrast greatly, one being very feminine and fluid where as the other is quite structured and heavily influenced by Gothic trends, both have a way of taking the minds eye on a journey. A journey through time perhaps? Or simply a fashion induced rush because of how stunning the clothes really are.

All power to Pierpaolo Piccioli for his independent debut at Valentino. As Maria Grazia Chiuri graduated to Dior, Piccioli took on his first solo  collection with the house, and what a success it was! With the raw beauty of the dresses layered with stronger accents like the trench coats and biker jackets, all still in the delicate hues of pinks and nudes. One look physically brought tears to my eyes with its beauty (check it out).

McQueen on the other hand, had me gasping at every look. Sarah Burton proved once again the magnificence of this brand. The collection was a bizarre mixture of farm girl warrior meets goth. Everything from the leather corsets and bustiers to the studded combat boots was absolutely breathtaking in a twisted kind of way. Very true to Alexander McQueen. See here the look that stopped me in my tracks.

As far as my personal look goes, I'd mix it up when it comes to Paris. French street style is always simple, but never boring. What I love most about this look is the transition between the frayed hem of these adorable Anine Bing jeans, and these nude, clunky block heels. Every piece is easy to through on but has a subtle factor that makes it more thought provoking. Like this white cropped blouse with its delicate pleating down the front, the classic suede jacket with its pop of mustard colour and the trendy cross-body bag peeping out from underneath the jacket. Everything separately is classic and crisp, and when combined, makes a perfect ensemble for Paris.

Thanks for reading.

-Emily