At the end of the three-nations menswear marathon through London, Milan and Paris, it felt appropriate that Kenzo showed its latest collection in a circus, and in the round. Because with all its flashy showmanship, juggling acts and razzle-dazzle, fashion feels like a circus sometimes; and we often see the same ideas go around, and around.
Wear, what, why, when?
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The hedonistic partying ways of young starlets like Rihanna have nothing on the club kids of the Eighties – as the Victoria & Albert Museum's summer exhibition will attest.
You might not think of Jessica Biel, Gwen Stefani, Jordan and er, Charlotte Brontë as being like-minded souls, but these women – along with actresses Anne Hathaway and Reese Witherspoon – all eschewed traditional white on their wedding days and decided to think pink.
Jean Paul Gaultier showed his haute couture collection in Paris yesterday to typically spectacular effect. This was a vintage show heavy on cages – in gold leather or inky black dripping with jet – gender-bending tailoring and corsetry of the sort that made the couturier famous in the 1980s. Remember this is the man who put David Beckham in a skirt and Madonna in a conical bra.
Even Rooney Mara's dress didn't turn as many heads on the red carpet as Admiral General Aladeen, "Supreme Leader" of the Republic of Wadiya. The star of forthcoming fictional bio-com The Dictator, Aladeen (aka Sacha Baron Cohen) made headlines before he even arrived. The Academy reportedly threatened to revoke Cohen's invitation if he turned up in character, but backed down when Aladeen delivered a statement on Wadiya state TV threatening "unimaginable consequences", and complaining that his diary was now "as empty as a North Korean grocery store".
The annual midwinter observance is upon us. I refer, of course, to Festivus – the "festival for the rest of us" created by the fiercely anti-religious Frank Costanza, the Christopher Hitchens of the sitcom Seinfeld. The appeal of its central rite, The Airing of the Grievances, speaks for itself. Yet this column seeks only the best in others, so let's begin with Kelvin Mackenzie. No article from 2011 delighted me like his Daily Mail blog of last week, headlined "Who Will Say Sorry To Rupert?" Oddly this wasn't a Kelvin mea culpa for picking a (superinjunction-related) fight with Jeremy Clarkson in front of a horrified Murdoch at a party last summer, days before he mysteriously vacated his Sun column.
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Despite the frenetic rumours surrounding the identity of the next creative director at Christian Dior, which dismissed the British designer John Galliano in February after he was arrested for anti-Semitism, the French fashion house demonstrated a cool head as it presented its ready-to-wear collections in Paris yesterday.
For the first time in almost 15 years, the autumn/winter haute couture season opened in Paris yesterday with a Christian Dior show that did not feature John Galliano.
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Shamed fashion designer John Galliano cannot remember an anti-Semitic rant he is facing criminal charges over because he was out of control on drugs and pills at the time, a court heard today.
Somebody needs to tell the playwrights about an important new twist in modern-day poetics: there is no such thing as a tragic hero any more.