What causes us recall the image of a beautifully dressed women? The ones whose look we covet, memorize, and buzz about. Is it the clothes, or lack thereof? The jewels…their size, color, or quality? Is it the shoes and/or the bag that provide the beat? If we can’t dissect the look, then what? We can’t ignore her, and we cannot quite grasp her. She one of those women who cannot be gilded as the usual lily.
The jewelry on the runways of Paris Spring 2013 was a jumble of forms and styles, ranging from Mad Max meets Diamond Lil’ to Fred Flintstone meets Art Smith. Next spring is a new discussion. There is no Kool-Aid to drink from, instead there are choices to imbibe, and vinous moods to explore. I’ll leave you here with a few face framers: