Kris Van Assche
June 28, 2007 Paris
In the past, the designer has come down hard for romance, in the shape of a tango-dancing, rose-bearing, lovelorn swain. That same character (why does he feel like a country boy?) reappeared here in a full-sleeved poet's shirt, with a large-lapelled waistcoat barely reining in his emotional excess. He also sported voluminous multipleat trousers or what looked like a pajama suit of ticking-stripe baggy shorts and cropped jacket or long johns with a laced waistband. In other words, there was something slightly costumey about his garb. The show climaxed with a weirdly misjudged finale that saw one model sporting a strange little titfer, another a dunce cap, still another a comedy bow tie. It's possible this stems from Van Assche's sartorial historicism, and that may simply be a phase. Van Assche called his show "Souvenirs" and gave every invitee their own, a sachet of lavender. Lavender famously induces a good night's sleepa little relaxation wouldn't hurt him at this point.