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Manish AroraFall Winter 2015 Paris

Runway Review
3/5/2015 NOWFASHION

Winter is coming. Cue epic music followed up by Bowie's “Heroes” at Manish Arora, although straight off the bat you got the idea that his Khaleesi would be nobody's queen but her own. Should you forget that, your skull will be hanging from her arm, bejeweled and fleshless.

Hand it to the Paris-based Indian designer. He's quite possibly the only one who could pull off a Game of Thrones-inspired collection that doesn't end up looking contrived. In his invocation of a faraway land full of strife and sorrow, Arora took the artistic license of adding a colorful overtone. Think of this as the chance encounter between Burning Man and Westeros. The thing you have to take on board is that every element on display is meaningful, and painstakingly crafted in his homeland of India.

So about that coming winter: Dissecting the embellishments would serve no purpose other than to cheapen the instinctive draw that these pieces have. For every sequined jacket, there is a cunningly cut trouser or floppy dress that carries the same DNA without the fluo trip. That use of negative space still feels fresh, a couple of seasons in. You just need to visit his new-ish Parisian flagship store to realize how well his collections look merchandised ― even his Indian by Manish Arora extravaganzas skirts.

Arora is a consummate storyteller who can pull anyone into the fantasies he concocts. Once again, his clothes served as the canvas on which he paints. For those not into visual landscaping, there is always the allure of a mustard dress with an asymmetric wrap hemline, the occasional sweater emblazoned with an animal badge or similarly quiet options. As C.S. Lewis' Aslan said, "No one is told any story but their own." And whatever you take from Manish Arora's tales has always been in you.

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3/5/2015 NOWFASHION

Winter is coming. Cue epic music followed up by Bowie's “Heroes” at Manish Arora, although straight off the bat you got the idea that his Khaleesi would be nobody's queen but her own. Should you forget that, your skull will be hanging from her arm, bejeweled and fleshless.

Hand it to the Paris-based Indian designer. He's quite possibly the only one who could pull off a Game of Thrones-inspired collection that doesn't end up looking contrived. In his invocation of a faraway land full of strife and sorrow, Arora took the artistic license of adding a colorful overtone. Think of this as the chance encounter between Burning Man and Westeros. The thing you have to take on board is that every element on display is meaningful, and painstakingly crafted in his homeland of India.

So about that coming winter: Dissecting the embellishments would serve no purpose other than to cheapen the instinctive draw that these pieces have. For every sequined jacket, there is a cunningly cut trouser or floppy dress that carries the same DNA without the fluo trip. That use of negative space still feels fresh, a couple of seasons in. You just need to visit his new-ish Parisian flagship store to realize how well his collections look merchandised ― even his Indian by Manish Arora extravaganzas skirts.

Arora is a consummate storyteller who can pull anyone into the fantasies he concocts. Once again, his clothes served as the canvas on which he paints. For those not into visual landscaping, there is always the allure of a mustard dress with an asymmetric wrap hemline, the occasional sweater emblazoned with an animal badge or similarly quiet options. As C.S. Lewis' Aslan said, "No one is told any story but their own." And whatever you take from Manish Arora's tales has always been in you.


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