Such is the work of Muiccia Prada. Infact she may have gone too far this time. It's too much, it's too good--it's the stuff dreams are made of. A resort collection that turns out rhinestone-studded Barracuda jackets, grid-print and floral forties-style crepe dresses belted or sheered at the waist and knee-length pleated skirts in shades of sorbet is unexpected to say the least.
Knitted cardigans were slung over the shoulders of models, their arms adorned with Prada bag candy sitting perched on a set of classic Eames designed chairs, some peering through blue aviators. Each look was accompanied by printed foulards, berets and delicate footwear in the form of stiletto pumps and strappy sling-back heels.
The language of the collection lies in the unlikely pairings and details. The clash of prints; polka dots, the house's original lip print against the sheer black lace and bright paisley that come to play with the cuffed and cropped, the tied and tapered, the buttoned and the draped. In writing it doesn't quite work and nor should it in theory but visually it's a smash hit. I want to be a proper lady, Prada style.