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Chanel, my love. You were beautiful, but you were not extravagant. Not dramatic. Not quite couture enough. You left me wanting more.
And yet, I loved you anyway.
Maybe because I have been so starved for beauty lately that restraint itself feels radical. Maybe because softness, right now, feels like luxury. Or maybe this is simply my bias, my long-standing affection for a house that knows exactly how to seduce me.
Matthieu Blazy’s first haute couture collection for Chanel does something very few couture debuts manage. It slows you down. It reminds you why couture exists in the first place. Not as costume, not as spectacle for the sake of virality, but as clothing with soul, intention and extreme beauty.
Instead of treating couture like a museum piece reserved for red carpets and fantasy clients, Blazy goes back to Coco Chanel herself. Clothes for living. Clothes for moving. Clothes for women who exist outside of a single big moment. And that decision alone makes this collection feel radical. The craft is insane, but it never shouts. It whispers.
Set inside a dreamlike mushroom garden at the Grand Palais, the clothes were built to be looked at up close. Even better, to be held. Embroideries so light they felt unreal. Organza suits that looked like air had been tailored. Chains, pearls and buttons reimagined as something almost weightless. This was Chanel stripped of stiffness and ego.
The opening transparent skirt suit said everything. Familiar, but vulnerable. Finished with tiny birds instead of seams and carried with a clear 2.55 holding nothing but an embroidered love letter. It was intimate. Emotional. Couture that felt personal rather than performative. Blazy inviting clients to add their own symbols, initials or secrets only deepened that idea. These clothes are meant to belong to someone.
Birds became the quiet metaphor throughout. Freedom, movement, softness without weakness. Feathers appeared as illusion rather than excess. Mother of pearl, velvet dégradés, delicate cotton dresses stitched like memories. Even the little black dress felt intentional again. Simple, but tense in construction. Easy, but deeply considered.
Blazy’s greatest strength here is restraint.
Pictures courtesy of Vogue Runway
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