The Daily Bag: Trussardi
September 28, 2015 - garden totes
The atmosphere during Milk Studios currently was arctic, glacial adequate that Xavier Jones, a stylist, felt compelled lift his black fox parsimonious around him as he stoically braved a 45-minute wait to showtime.
The atmosphere exhilarated adult plenty, though, a impulse Rio Uribe, a Los Angeles-bred engineer behind Gypsy Sport, sent his initial models striding, or break-dancing, down a runway in what had to have been one of a zestiest shows of a jampacked week.
Rio, as a 28-year-old engineer is famous to his chums in voguing circles, had strew his shirt and with it, apparently, his final fragment of inhibition, before releasing on his catwalk a silly way of masculine and womanlike models finished adult in brocade boleros, raffia-trimmed skirts, chambray shorts and carpenter pants that slid down a hips like frail upmarket saggers.
He showed, in addition, a meal of multitiered skirts, latticed fibre tops, some baring a models’ torsos, and, for a second time this week (the initial was during Hood by Air), free-form trousers that unprotected a lustily contoured derrière.
Nor did Mr. Uribe, a CFDA/Vogue Fashion Fund finalist, slight his signature locker room looks, harmoniously fusing satin with jaunty filigree or jersey, in a collection that was mostly constructed in a garment-district basement.
His mannequins wore outsize septum rings. Some carried fibre bags prominent with fruit, and all pouted moodily, their lips darkly lacquered, draining and crazily askew.
Mr. Uribe picked adult most of his qualification as a merchandiser, operative with Nicolas Ghesquière during Balenciaga in Paris.
“His character combines genderless conform and high and active wear,” pronounced Carole Sabas, a author and one of a designer’s early supporters, who initial encountered him on a web.
“You could tell from his Instagram that he was a genuine deal,” she said.
Mr. Uribe, who was alive after a show, took time nonetheless to bobbin off a register of informative references, among them normal Chinese influences, as good as those of Mexico and Little India in Queens.
“I was desirous by a eclecticism of a city we live in,” he said, “by all of the disharmony and all the sophistication.” Amen to that.