Balmain is my ultimate favorite designer. I absolutely die for Victoria Beckham's structured, elegant, status defying frocks, drool over Stella McCartney's lady-like menswear and can't get enough of the comfy glam of Alexander Wang's T collection, etc., etc., etc...but Balmain is the master of bold shoulders, studs, gromments, acid-wash, distressed jeans, shredded cut-offs, thigh high splits, etc., etc., etc.
His S2011RTW collection did not disappoint...It made my eyes water and widen like a child on Christmas morning, enraptured by the studded, shredded, ripped and acidic couture. Can I just say that I love that his models were bared faced (or at least made to look like it) with dewy skin and bone straight hair? Well, I did.
Of course, as I said Balmain is my favorite designer. D e s i g n e r.
Never would I ever shell out tens of thousands of dollars...
Even on things as gorgeous as these. I'm much too attached (or detached) to reality for that. I'd rather just grab a handful of safety pins, kitchen shears, sandpaper, marker pens and get to work.
ASB,
xoxxo
