brisbane fashion festival: easton pearson
(images via fashionising)
so, kids, i've both good and bad news, and i suppose we'll go with the good first, as it presages the bad: we've (finally!!!) come to the end of our coverage of brisbane fashion week (really, i'm proud; it does feel like we've been wrapping up some back stuff rather rapidly of late), and we get to close it out with a particular favourite australian house of mine, designers lydia pearson & pamela easton's easton pearson s/s 2013 range!
now, of course, comes the bad. though we've generally encountered the designers' work at the smaller australian venues (such as the f/w 2010 in melbourne, and the s/s 2012 in their home city of brisbane), i was able to find all of noth.ing regarding their current collection in the press. what the bloody hell, right? i mean, we all know that the brisbane fashion festival doesn't get the love it deserves, but...well, let's try to make the most of it anyhow, non?
in a swingin' sixties turn that was quite graphic and oftentimes for me evoked more than a little of the s/s 2013 louis vuitton show, with some of the same bold checkerboard prints (along with marc jacobs' s/s 2013 stripes, and maybe a little of the s/s 2013 prada kitsch?), and although i'm aware i'll be burned in effigy by hardcore lvmh/jacobs fans for saying this, i'm going to argue that for me, there was something a little more natural in the way easton pearson channeled the decade and its hippies, with some eclectic mixes that almost bordered on tacky, which...isn't that part of the heart of the movement?
furthermore, for me, at least, there's always been something more believable in these smaller labels that want to channel some of the counter-culture movements; to be sure, i think we can all agree that most hippies probably wouldn't buy many of their own clothes, much less designer (when i was in high school, my dad told me he hated the smell of my patchouli oil, because it reminded him 'of all these hippies girls i knew that wouldn't take showers; they'd just put patchouli oil on to cover their body odor, so they'd still stink, but another strong scent would be mixed in, too').
however, all the same, seeing, yannow, balenciaga or balmain try to go punk feels, at least to me, a lot more problematic than an independently-owned, small house that at least probably has some ties to, yannow, reality in the way many of those connected with the aforementioned brands...likely don't. but i'm rambling on that issue, and not focusing on the charming easton pearson range, which really, sometimes maybe felt a little flower child costume-y, perhaps in some of the sack dresses and long, wide peasant skirts, but on the other hand, there were some stunning pieces (particularly those sundresses and skirts in that stunning orange floral-print material).
overall, too, and this may have been the styling, but...there was something about the hippie movement the designers just seemed to get. nothing was overdone, it all felt cheerful, and it didn't feel like an up-sell to try to make the period or theme more 'glam' or 'sexy'; to be sure, these were adjectives i should have chosen at all, although one would be hard-pressed, i should say, to see a girl in her cheerful checkerboard adorned with florals and not find her ever-so-adorable. sometimes we're introduced to a collection that may not break any sartorial boundaries, but just really seems 'in the zone', as it were, a forming of kinship between the house and its theme, and really, i'd say we definitely found it here with easton pearson today.