If I were to ever wear a uniform by any designer, the Fendi house would be at the top of my list. I mean, Karl Lagerfeld would be dressing me! I wonder if he’d throw in a little puff pom of his face. Because every uniform needs one.
For this season’s RTW collection, he and Silvia Venturini Fendi looked to create “a romantic uniform for a strong and powerful woman of today.” Yes, please. I love the fact that they acknowledge the fact that we can actually be both. There are so many people out there that believe to represent feminism, we have to shed the skirts, or the feminine identity. That we cannot show a flattering silhouette or wear heels.
But consider this: In my other world (before recently taking on LLL full-time!), I was in an executive position. And when I wore heels and a chic pencil dress, I was always listened to more…taken more seriously…given more thoughtful consideration at meetings. The more I wore that powerful feminine uniform that Lagerfeld and Fendi are talking about, the more power I seemed to perceptively yield within the room. Put me in a pair of tweed pants, a blouse, and flats…even throw a tailored jacket in there, and I just didn’t get the same response. I practiced this theory in quite a few different looks over a matter of years, but it was almost always the same results.
Should we wear the feminine uniform to wield power? No. It’s just what I liked to wear, and then I noticed this odd phenomenon. But we shouldn’t not wear it for fear of having our power taken away from us or being perceived as not feminist. You can be effeminate and still be strong. You can be masculine and still be vulnerable. And that is the beauty of our culture today. We finally are rejecting labels. And the Fendi house took this idea to perfection (as usual) via men’s fabrics and precision tailoring with 1940’s vintage silhouettes and styles.
Lagerfeld was inspired from his boyhood memory of always thinking it was the top luxury of having clean white cotton sheets. From there, the neckline and shoulders were a major focal point of the collection, with scalloped neckerchiefs, embroidered collars, crisp cotton square shoulders, wide butterfly lapels, and even a few puritan collars. Silky voluptuous numbers hugged the silhouette, but still kept the squared off shoulders.
The collection went full 1980’s with fur sweatshirts with Fila-style logos as well as on-trend leather western boots. The major wow moment for this sub-collection came by way of a matching blazer and miniskirt in fur. Yaaaaasss. Lie to me and tell me it’s faux. And of course, Fendi went full logo with a portion of their fare, emblazoning their F’s on boots, bags…and anything that couldn’t move.
The final looks were a series of looks with a diamond pattern, the apex a fabulous metallic beaded fringe cape that I. am. cov-e-ting. That’s what the Fendi house is so great at. Making absolute luxury that’s playful and energetic.