Matières Fécales Turns Wealth and Power Into Grotesque Glamour | Matières Fécales Fall 2026 – Paris Fashion Week

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by brownfashionagal

Drama was the mood at Matières Fécales this season, and honestly it might be their strongest show yet. Staged inside the Palais Brongniart, the former Paris stock exchange, the setting already hinted at the theme. Hannah Rose Dalton and Steven Raj Bhaskaran turned their attention to the world’s wealthiest elite, exploring power, privilege, and the strange culture that surrounds the one percent. The show unfolded almost like a performance, full of exaggerated characters that felt both glamorous and unsettling.

The opening looks set the tone immediately. Models appeared with dollar bill masks, blood stained opera gloves, bandages, and prosthetic details that pushed the brand’s signature grotesque beauty even further. The references were clear but cleverly twisted. You could spot echoes of Galliano era Dior, Alexander McQueen, and Demna’s Balenciaga, though everything was filtered through Matières Fécales’ distorted lens. Tailoring looked sharp but slightly destroyed, with shredded tweeds, frayed edges, and dramatic silhouettes that felt both couture-like and intentionally chaotic.

There was also a sense of satire running through the first section. The wealthy archetypes felt almost cartoonish at times. The “tech bro” in a gray quarter zip stood out for all the wrong reasons, the one moment where the show leaned a little too literal. Still, the overall impact remained strong.

Midway through, the energy shifted. Hooded robes, bomber jackets, and biker silhouettes with stitched crucifix motifs introduced a darker, more collective mood. It felt like a community forming inside the world the designers created, a counterpoint to the excess that opened the show.

The final looks leaned into Matières Fécales’ impressive tailoring. Darted wool dresses with rounded shoulders, sculpted knitwear, and Elizabethan inspired silhouettes closed the show with surprising elegance. What makes the collection work is the balance between spectacle and construction. Beneath the prosthetics and theatrical styling, the clothes are seriously well made. If this show is any indication, Matières Fécales are only getting started.