October 01, 2006 Paris
The soft and decorative techniques involved herein short, flowy A-line ruffled georgette dresses, black tulle coats on lace shifts, plissé satin coats and fringed tunics over shortswere stunning, especially from a Tokyo designer formerly categorized as a merchant of bobble-felted heavy-metal deconstruction. But that wasn't all. Added to the surge in Parisian finesse was a thoroughly convincing combination of eroticism and subversive playfulness. There were sheer panels floating over bras and lacy shorts, black stockings, and gartersstock come-on gear in other hands, but here they skewed cool. Why? You had to look even more closely to see the difference between Takahashi's girl and your normal leggy filly. Her cute bow tie is made of crossbones. Her glittery glove is fused onto her glittery clutch. Her necklace is a dog collar. And her extravagant evening cover-ups are smothered in satin whorls, made in the shape of skulls. Bravo. This is a collection that puts Takahashi firmly in the top rank of important new voices.