I know my choice of titles is quite indulgent, but it pretty much sums up how I feel about Louis Vuitton's fall 2010 collection. In the immortal words of nutty stylist to the stars, Rachel Zoe, "I DIE!!!". I'm about to type words I never in a million, gazillion years thought would pour out through my fingers. GULP! Here it goes...
The best collection of the fall 2010 season belongs to Louis Vuitton.
Holy smokes! I still can't believe I actually said that, but it's absolutely 100% true. Marc Jacobs gave us the best collection out of New York, and now he delivers the best collection out of Paris (except McQueen's posthumus showing which is in a class all by itself - more on that collection tomorrow). Oh, Marc. You never cease to surprise us with your almost maniacal sense of design. Last season you forced us to endure silly fox tail-accented backpacks with tassels and phone cords as embellishments, and now you give us this - beautiful, vintage-inspired bags that make my heart ache with happiness.
I just want to mention how wonderfully tailored and flattering this collection is for women of my size. I could see myself wearing every piece in this collection. The a-line leather skirts are simply divine. Every dress, every coat, every article of clothing and accessory from this collection is retro-chic. It bears repeating this, folks - "I DIE".
I'm tempted to gush over this amazing display of bags, but I feel the images speak for themselves. Doctor satchels, flap bags with vintage-looking push-lock closures, even bags clad in LV's ubiquitous monogram pattern are exquisite. The restraint, the sheer brilliance of this collection reminds me, once again, why Marc Jacobs is one of the greatest designers of our time. I'll stop now, and let all of you bask in the glory of Louis Vuitton's fall 2010 bag collection. I'll just continue to "die" on my side of the computer.
Photo source: style.com