There were no German celebrities at this season's DIESEL show, but the front row was still impressively cast, and the air kisses distributed generously.
I am not one to hold anything at face value. Over time, it makes you a shallow person. At face value, DIESEL's show production this season was a far fall from their striking Spring/Summer affair. There was no infinite runway. There was no skate park extravaganza. There were no German celebrities. But the front row was still impressively cast, and the air kisses distributed generously. And the collection! Between the PR mania outside, and the sponsor bickering backstage, I'd forgotten that we were here to see the collection.
And sir, the collection was beautiful.
The craftsmanship, and textural and structural innovation to classic shapes had me excited from Look 1. All grounds were covered - origami, linear quilting, diamond quilting, woven leather, every studded permutation of outerwear, baby oh baby. The count on designers who explored fitted outerwear this season was next to none, and DIESEL was by far the only label who did it exceptionally well. The proportions were perfectly executed - with just a little extra height in the shoulders to give a girl a leg-up and attitude at the boardroom table.
I will wear that studded leather jacket at a boardroom table.