Photos: Sonny Vandevelde
The crowd at Jil Sander this afternoon overflowed off the catwalk, out over the bleachers, past the cheap seats and beyond the photographers’ pit meaning that those of us who erred on the side of lateness were forced to view the show from behind a veritable sea of heads (not to mention enormous zoom lenses). Tommy Ton stood nearby and shot the models through two mens’ occasionally crooked elbows, though he didn’t seem to miss a beat.
The offering was complex – ultra high-waisted trousers with sharply edged blazers, structured tee shirts printed in bright blue snakeskin, graphic melange knits and the occasional clear plastic trench. If that wasn’t high-enough-tech, the boys wore skinny harnesses with iPad cases slung off the front.
Raf Simons’ message was clear: the modern man should peacock – so long as he keeps his work close to his heart (the iPad is a tool not a toy don’tchaknow). And in a hilariously meta moment of self-referentialism, a lone tee shirt came out emblazoned with the words: ‘JIL SANDER SPRING/SUMMER 2012 MENSWEAR SHOW’. Lest ye forget.
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