BACKSTAGE DIOR HAUTE COUTURE SS17
By Crash redaction
ENTER IN DIOR HAUTE COUTURE’S FAIRYTALE AND MAGICAL FASHION SHOW
Dior continues to wend its poetic way. Three months after the House released tee shirts reading “We should all be feminist,” Dior and Maria Grazia Chiuri have imagined a more romantic woman, like the heroine of one of Charles Perrault’s fairy tales. In the hall of the Rodin Museum – transformed for the occasion into an enchanted meadow – she steps forth as the sweet enchantress of this forest. As she moves, the Dior Couture fairy princess illuminates her passage and captivates every eye along her way.
A mystical atmosphere dominates the room: moss covers the floor and lights run along the foundations and three trees, like fireflies come to observe the show from their hiding places. Dior’s fairy princess comes in every color: black, white, red, gold, and green. Dresses with long trains and puffed sleeves rub shoulders with quilted or lace bustier dresses. Like a journey back to childhood, astrological prints composed of moons, mysterious trees, or stars combine to form a magical dress. Finally, black dresses with hoods seem to subtly evoke Little Red Riding Hood or a forest nymph. Chiuri also leaves her mark on the Bar jacket and its proudly molded hips. Nevertheless, she does it in a more delicate and modern way, with a condensed size that allows for more freedom.
Alternating between romanticism and mysticism, the headdresses of each model seem to endow a sort of spiritualism. Covered with feathers or floral compositions, they accentuate the aesthetics of Maria Grazia Chiuri. Dior is celebrating its 70th anniversary this year with lamé fabrics.
As artistic director of the House, Maria Grazia Chiuri has served as a creative-visionary with fairy fingers, which she uses to transport us to places of intense imagination and conjure up a whole new world full of wonders with every collection. Dior’s magic reigned throughout the procession and continued with the Dior ball, held in the gardens of the Rodin Museum, into the wee hours of the night.
© Elise Toïdé for Crash Magazine
Written by Lisa Tomasi