After their engaging collection Paris Fashion Week show – equal parts meticulous and chaotic* – the Chanel team let me loose on Paris with a full palette of their Fall/Winter collection that’s currently tempting the best of us from the depths of farmer’s market to iconic 31 Rue Cambon. On my last day in sweet Paris, I only had an hour or two to terrorise Place de l’Hôtel de Ville and Marché d’Aligre with iridescent kicks and star-studded milk cartons, before I had to throw my life back into a suitcase and board a plane. Anything for you lot.
In the same way that heirloom tomatoes, Camembert, and apparently mini-cans of chocolate peanuts and/or Wasabi beans,** almost wholly occupy your Paris Fashion Week diet, and every one of these garments had been on sinfully high rotation since New York, I became completely desensitised to the initial novelty of carting around a Chanel-chained grocery basket. Even if it was only for a few Cinderella hours. I would say that the basket serves the ‘luxury classic’ title in a far greater capacity than several seasons worth of Boy Bags and 2.55’s. This
is the real everyday staple. Surely, none of Karl’s other creations would fit le pain quotidien, Equity textbooks, or perhaps a pair of sneakers for later in the evening. While I may be a halfhearted advocate of the return of Snuggie comfort luxury, I’m throwing all of my weight behind the return of functional luxury. There’s something beautiful about breeding the ultimate exclusive with the completely accessible. A little like Jennifer Lawrence, or Emma Stone. Or Bill Granger’s breakfasts.
*watch this space – I’ve been slowly working away at my show photos while I study for exams.