LUCAS MEYER LECLERE
“Fashion shows bore me to death,” blithely exclaimed Lucas Meyer-Leclère before his Spring show, who seems to be at his best when he’s sending out easy pieces with just enough fashion edge, like a noir-tinged boxy blazer with bold fastenings or a quasi-Victorian maxi, laminated dress in a delicate hue tint. Often clothes spoke for themselves without all the inner-dialogue narratives of the present times. Leclère’s shapes are vertical—as a former protégé of Karl Lagerfeld, there’s a sense of rigour amid the frenzy craze of his craft. Whether it’s a flow-length coat dress or a generously scaled topper, in a way, this season’s proposal was more ambitious—albeit freewheeling—compared to previous seasons, since he had no form to follow. “Fashion is fun! And I wanted to have fun by merging the synergies of Berlin and Paris in one accord,” notes Leclère. While the tricky styling— and show staging, which comprised a sweet concoction of live poetry and creative performances— on the runway left some looks feeling overcomplicated, the simple, stylish nature of Leclère’s pieces were contrasted with lots of volume and prints, the latter of which overwhelmed models here and there. But there were some exquisite flesh-coloured gowns, smothered in bright brushstrokes, which will no doubt turn up on the red carpet. The collection had an oddly wacky feel, especially for a couturier who, season after season, transitions to a new, flamboyant eclecticism insiders seems to covet.