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    Did you know that Paul Poiret was a colorist? Notwithstanding fashion historians, students, and hardcore devotees, you wouldn’t be expected to know much beyond the fact that his name evokes an earlier time in French fashion. It turns out that creative director Yiqing Yin is a colorist, too (stretching back to her eponymous label and her stint at Leonard), and this common ground gave her second Poiret collection visual interest and credibility.The show opened with three looks in glowing gradients of red, orange, and yellow draping, encircling, and wafting from the body. If, in this color accord, there was a trace of Poiret’s taste for the now-outmoded notion of Orientalism, the subsequent hint of a striated print represented Yin’s collaboration with another colorist, painter Bernard Frize. Filled out by bodies (even that of a minimally curvy model), his recognizable vertical striations torqued and curved unexpectedly, with the best results not obscured by an overlay of cellulose netting. Two billowing dresses toward the end gave the impression of paint diluted by water—an interesting state of flux for what was ostensibly a digital print of his art.To be sure, a 360-degree sense of flow was also what gave this lineup a bona fide Poiret vibe; whether an ample, elevated parka or strapless dress cocooning around the torso, volumes were loose and responsive to motion. “Each time, there’s not a design that is defined,” Yin said backstage. “Everything speaks of liberty, dynamism, children’s games, and the sense of painting assuming sculpture.” But where sculpture is hard, the fluidity was inescapable; even when Yin added material superfluously, it never swallowed the body. As a result, these softly shielding shapes might prove compelling to women who are considering their options now that they’ve confirmed the Celine they loved is gone for good. This Poiret is not that, irrespective of the experimental slanted heels. But Yin is a skilled female designer with cerebral sensitivity toward classicism and modernism occupying a French heritage house. Sounds familiar, no? And she showed good instincts in reaching out to Frize, not just because Poiret was always supporting artists but also because Frize will have a solo show at the Pompidou next year. Those dresses are worth collecting now.
    30 September 2018
    Paul Poiret is so enshrined in the history of Paris haute couture that to launch a brand bearing his name nearly 90 years after his business collapsed would seem necessary only if the goal were to be relevant, not simply referential. Back in 1903, his rejection of the corset was truly radical, and his interpretation of traditional Asian dress—namely, the kimono—became an early reference point for minimalism overlaid with ornamentation. Today, it is futile to even speculate what he would make of high-end streetwear.But perhaps it’s not surprising that Poiret’s new patron is the South Korean retail behemoth Shinsegae—especially given how heritage houses have become desirable acquisitions for deep-pocketed investors abroad. What they’re likely banking on is that a reawakened sleeping beauty positioned in the luxury realm will have strong resonance for anyone discovering the Poiret name for the first time. The direction—both executive and creative—has been entrusted to two worthy women: Anne Chapelle, CEO of Haider Ackermann and Ann Demeulemeester, and Yiqing Yin, a contemplative couturier who designed under her namesake label and also oversaw Leonard Paris between 2014 and 2016.Beginning her job last January, Yin has spent the past year conceiving her vision basically in secret. “There was time to create and experiment but also to destroy and reedit,” she said during a preview. The thrust of what she sent out into the vast nave of the Musée des Arts Décoratifs telegraphed Poiret’s penchant for cocoon shapes—some generously enveloping, others with sculpted, rounded backs—combined with her talent for draping. There were overt bids at sensuality with pleated dresses that loosely cascaded from jewelry necklines, and overt bids at elegance with dramatic opera coats in custom graphic jacquards. Dresses that expanded on Poiret’s “robe-minute” rectangle concept—deeply criss-crossing at the front and circling fluidly around the back—looked effortless to wear, just not as effortlessly flattering as the tailoring. The winning piece, a draped leather blouson, felt cool and contained compared to the deluxe volumes of an enormous lamb’s-fur coat, or the bronzed down-filled wrap that closed the show. With more spontaneity and less study, Poiret could really come alive.