MY DREAM HOUSE

When I first saw the S/S 2010 collection, I tried to tell myself that I was not impressed and that the designs were simple, almost comic for couture but then when I was done lying to myself, I could confess that the House of Balenciaga was extraordinary and that it could outwit any and all that dared to try! Each show was a spectacle; come forth to indulge the savoury appetites of fashion photographers, editors and admirers alike. Once famously said to have "Audrey Hepburn foaming at the mouth" (Diana Vreeland), Balenciaga soon had me sharing in her mouth watering obsession. But thereafter, it also confirmed the bitter taste I felt from the recent famine in fashion, the lack of originality. Only you could save us I thought. Every night through you tube clips I watched the clever Nicholas Ghesquiere reveal the signature of Balenciaga in each masterpiece. He was unfolding fashion so that it could be boundless, step forward and take its rightful place once more. The House of Balenciaga was a hide and seek game for the followers of fashion, which could only be played one season at a time. Luckily for us all, the eye teething nibbles we took away from each collection was enough to temporarily satisfy our never ending hunger for fashion.