Crocheted Coquetry from Sonia Rykiel
PARIS, March 3, 2006 - There's something so ultra-French about Sonia Rykiel's
shows, and underlying it all is her light, playful approach to sex. That was
more than demonstrated in the finale of transparent lacy lingerie worn over
hardly anything, and unable to contain at lest one model's breasts. The
accompanying French song named every euphemistic expression imaginable before
finally summing it up with the f word.
But you could see the same coquetry in the opening charcoal-gray knits, some
with ruffles hanging out like a protruding petticoat, others ornamented with
bows, and yet another pulled back to expose a bare shoulder.
There was a certain tease to plumed capes, undulating minks, and a
champagne-colored cocktail dress skirt split and trimmed with ostrich
Black ruled the catwalk, but the workmanship of an apricot dress sewn of
layers of chiffon tile and ornamented with cabbage clusters made for a
So what if one model had a near career ending slip at a most indelicate
moment - just in front of the photographers' pit. She tossed if off saying,
"It's just not my day!"
But it was Sonia's. This collection was stellar.