Louis Vuitton
s the sun set dramatically into the Pacific Ocean—it was a strange, surreal meeting of bright cobalt sky and fiery amber rays—models paraded in perfect examples of Nicolas Ghesquière’s ingenious mix of inspirations. His obsession with everything sci-fi came through in the hits of metallics, reflective planes on bodices and accessories, as well as some oddly-familiar cross-band tanks, square bib tops, and organically-shaped 3D boleros. He revisited draping techniques from his own oeuvre, introducing brightly coloured graphic prints and tactile textures in desert hues. The boundary-pushing results left all in awe of their boldness and audacity. Ghesquière ruminated on what women would wear in the not-so-distant future—think , and Burning Man combined. It seemed only fitting that the show was staged at architect Louis Kahn’s Brutalist magnum opus, the Salk Institute, a biomedical research facility in San
