I gather from Vogue that Olivier Rousteing has a documentary about himself dropping soon on Netflix, which Vogue obligingly used as the peg for its review, discussing the collection as it relates to his search for his roots and a sense of identity. That writer is not my favorite, and often I read a designer’s influence and think, “… Okay, if you say so,” but I will say: You can see some of the influences of his search in the middle of this collection especially. There is something exploratory about it all, but also so random — there’s a caftan, some absurd sleeves, some parkas, some floofy shoes, some structured shoulders, some capris… I’m not sure what customer he is hoping will come on this journey.

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