You could tell Anna Sui was cooking up something très, très Francais from the moment you stepped inside the tent and took your seat, serenaded by a series of ‘60s (and thereabouts) French pop songs. Another tip-off -- her program, entitled “Nouvelle Vague” (or New Wave).
Ahhhh, oui, oui, but of course -- La Sui, she is paying homage to the French New Wave, a group of maverick French filmmakers from the ’60s (think classics like Jean-Luc Godard’s “Breathless”). Sure enough, as a French version of “The Loco-Motion” blasted (that's Sylvie Vartan singing “doooo ze Locomotion”), the models appeared at the end of the runway, attempting a bit of choreography. Step touch, step touch. Seeing models move in any way OTHER than walking forward is always a bit humorous.
But then they hit the runway full stride in outfits that were part Sui, part ‘60s throwback. All her crazy-quilt prints were there, but on prim-collared chiffon dresses with tweed vests. And shirts adorned with crocheted neckties. And tweedy (clearly Chanel-inspired) wool jackets and skirts. Punctuating the look were the occasional Mongolian or chinchilla faux fur jackets and coats, in teal, magenta, grape.
The accessories completed the look: large brooches and pendants (by Erickson Beamon for Anna Sui), berets and odd little knit hoods (by James Coviello for Anna Sui), which were reminiscent of Pierre Cardin bonnets -- and, of course, the quilted handbags, which dangled from round the extended arms of the models as they sauntered down the runway.
All in all, a fun romp. And a reminder of a lotta great movies to check out on Netflix.