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REVIEW
COMPLETE COLLECTION
MILAN, January 16, 2012
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Lately, Kean Etro and his wife Constanza have been spending a lot of time with her relatives in Oaxaca. In the hills above the town, there is a spectacular set of Zapotec ruins. It takes little effort to imagine the ceremonies, the rituals that took place there, all of which is mesmerizing to Kean, the kind of psychonaut who would gladly put himself in the place of the shamans that chemically enhanced their senses so that they could soar over the world. But back in Milan, he had to settle for trying to make his new men's collection take flight, literally and figuratively.Discombobulation was the starting point. The show launched straight into lush monochrome eveningwear. Damasks, brocades, and floor-length fringed scarves were garb for decadent fin-de-siècle nights. Then Kean went to the birds—from one jacket made entirely of quail feathers to another featuring a flurry of coq feathers atop its Prince of Wales-checked swallow tails, from a big-time pimping feathered hat to green-soled slip-ons with a feathered cap toe. It got to the point where even a sober tan trench spun to reveal a feathery addendum. Dry cleaners of the world, you have been warned.
A more traditional Etro made its presence felt in a paisley parka and jacquard suitings. An eye-popping pairing of a Chinese red velvet jacket and orange plaid pants was a salutary reminder that Etro's traditions actually aren't even that traditional. Still, it's obvious that Mexico has gotten right under Kean's skin, because Indian blanket patterns overshadowed the family paisley, especially in bold black and white. So, did Kean earn his wings? Well, the show came off part Pegasus, part Icarus. It rose, it fell. That probably matters not a jot to the designer himself. The finale featured huge Indian blankets printed with a Mayan sun clock and the words "Game Over." Apocalypse now? Kean just chuckled.
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