If only fashion shows could earn frequent-flier miles. Agnès B.'s latest whizzed so far, so fast, that you'd be halfway to your island getaway before the thing was done. An opening section of South Asian-inspired looks—long, kurta-style tunics; head wraps; and linen pants, in a vibrant curry color—shot abruptly into Venice (courtesy of a tee printed with a shot, taken by Agnès Troublé herself, from the Biennale) before arriving at the label's standby city-centric roué-wear. It feels Parisian, though arguably, it's plenty New York, too—and Troublé took care to remind her audience, thanks to a pamphlet on every showgoer's seat, that she's just opened a new shop in NYC.
A section of colorful African-style prints, including a full suit, appeared somewhere around the middle. And all this before the celebrity avatars even took to the floor—the Indian runway model (and subject of the French documentary Bollywood Boulevard) Sanjay Padiyar, Henry Hopper (Dennis' son), and the 70-something Belgian novelist and director François Weyergans.
Though it felt a bit disjointed, it served as a reminder that sportswear has become a kind of universal language unto itself. That's what Troublé has been designing for decades, and it's what she continues to offer. Casual cotton suiting, silk and linen knits, workman's jeans—old and young the world over can agree on those.
