I wish rich girl Gwen Stefani would clean out Vivienne Westwood, until she had nothing left. Her "haute couture" collection is atrocious and always has been and even her "préte-a-porter" collection is nothing to hold your breath for. With over-the-top "cirque" inspired garments her runway shows are more reminiscent of a colour-blind clown parade. She layers and layers and layers until the human figure is unrecognizable, and then adds garish amounts of accessories. In her mind, more is more, while today trends suggest a more streamlined simplistic look, not the type of violent patterns freakishly tailored in a way only Vivienne would do. I must admit, Westwood pushes the boundaries, which is what high-fashion is all about, but there are still guidelines to follow when doing so, men in tulip-skirts and woman in pants that have 6 foot legs are never good. Not to mention her love for the punk-rock scene of the 70's (which is when she got her start) that she persists on bringing back ever single season, whether fashionable or not. As harsh as it sounds, the only good thing I have to say about Miss. Westwood is that as she enters her 68th year of life, one can only hope retirement is just around the corner. But who will then fill the shoes and become designer for "The House of Westwood"? One can only imagine.
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