Proenza Schouler - Runway Review



Leave it to Jack McCollough and Lazaro Hernandez to magically meld Fifties car interiors, Googie architecture, and the work of Morris Lapidus, the architect behind Miami’s Art Deco Fontainebleau hotel. The edgy take on mid-century American kitsch, staged on a mustard shag-pile carpet no less, reflected the independent spirit Proenza Schouler continues to take for spring. It was, in a word, magical.
Jackets equated to Esther Williams’ swimsuits; bodices fashioned like cantilevered swimsuits, worn over pencil-leg pants and high-collar shirts and blatant 50s references in sexy poodle skirts made of woven raffia and wild zebra and croc prints. On top, there were cropped sweaters and a beautiful cobalt A-line skirt in papery eel skin. Bustier tops paired with severe pencil skirts, in a mix of neon and tropical prints, were “Mad Men” gone wild. The orange, green and gold palette reminiscent of the Seventies was nicely furnished on shapes that were slim and with plenty of sex appeal.
Accessories included retro boxy purses constructed like old-fashioned camera cases and square stub heels.














