“Where did all the crazy shoes go?”, was the first thought that popped into my mind while browsing through the Proenza Schouler Spring 2011 collection photos. Mid-heel pumps and sensible flats; the previous seasons’ heavily designed bulky platforms are gone! I suddenly felt self-conscious in my beloved sky high Jeffrey Campbell booties.
“Never mind that!”, I thought then, looking at the soft colors, tweeds and boxy, Chanel like, silhouettes. What happened to the sporty, über cool Proenza Schouler girl. Did she grow up? Mid-show, when the longer, darker silhouettes with buttoned-up blouses and slouchy wide-leg pants came, “No”, I thought. She is just trying something new. Slowly came the neon colors and the lace dresses, really livening up the party. I felt relieved, the Proenza Schouler girl is still no lady. Still a rocker at heart.
That’s what I love about Jack McCollough and Lazaro Hernandez. They never repeat themselves. Each season, each show, gives you something new and fresh. And so superbly executed at that, you just want to cry.
The only fault, if you can even call it that, I can think of with Proenza Schouler’s collections, is that each collection is so unique, so theatrical, that it never quite supplies us with basics and classics we can invest in. The Proenza Schouler girl remains, still, edgy and filthy rich.