Showing posts with label the trench. Show all posts
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Monday, March 15, 2010

Inside YSL Retrospective

The line waiting outside the Yves Saint Laurent exhibit at the Petit Palais on Friday morning. Get your ticket at FNAC please. I walzed in with no hindrance. Assuming you'll be in Paris.

This bow affair is one of YSL's early works at Dior.

Red lips on black velvet and a major charmer.

YSLs' influence by art is evident throughout the exhibit - Mondrian and Matisse to name two artists.

Strong exotique influences of the Near East and Morocco, his home away from Paris - another strong theme.

Braque-influenced gowns.

YSL was such an innovator, constantly referencing sources. There's a room of just fabric swatches. YSL was a great colorist.

Pink, his favorite color.

15 rooms to view and near the end this collection of brilliant evening gowns. It's worth getting the audio tape, though it might take a week to get through.

 A large room painted black and completely covered with YSL's 'Le Smoking' tuxedo suits.

Sketches always catch my eye - YSL's Trench.

Word out is YSL could be impossibly cranky and unreasonable at times. Perhaps too much drink, drugs.Read The Beautiful Fall by Alice Drake for the whole story. There's also a new book out on this aspect of his personality, Mauvais Garcon/Naughty Boy.

Yet this pic of YSL with all of his French Bull Terriers won me over completely - he's obviously gaga over his doggies.

Who do you think is the boss here?
Over the years, he owned an endless string of French Bulldogs, each 'Brindle pied', each called Moujik. Upon the death of each dog, he immediately acquired another Moujik.
What can one say?
BONJOUR YSL!