I'm quick to judge and have lived 9 lives worth of regrets for not always giving someone or something their fair shake. I'm a purist, I'll admit. But not a purist in the sense that I am lost in the past and only respond to what is romantic, old school or sentimental. I'm a purist in the sense that I respond to things that are a clear and unfettered statement, a creative move forward. In that sense there were a few items that struck me in Simons' collection for Dior but it was overwhelmingly derivative of the past, with the benefit of a rendering pot to boil away the most obvious references. Gone were the layers and layers, the copious underpinnings, the miles of taffeta, satins and chiffon, the mind-bending embroidery, the accessories and yes, the spirit that made these presentations a portal to an untraveled universe. In short, all traces of Galliano, Gaytten, Ferre, Bohan, Yves Saint Laurent and Christian Dior were swept away.
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