Designer, Don't Fail Me Now

The holiday season can be rife with disappointments. That one present that symbolized just how little your (insert close friend or relative here) really knew you. The box of chocolates that looked amazing but was secretly filled with cherry liqueur. 'Tis also the season of finding oneself horribly disappointed by the resort collection of your favorite designer coming right off the heels of a brilliant fall.

We've already had our say regarding Balenciaga but unfortunately, we have been wounded yet again. We fell off our chairs raving about the Fall 2007 Prada collection. We loved the color, the freaky texture, just about everything about it. And then there was this:


What in the name of all things Laura Ingalls Wilder is going on with the florals this season? Yes, florals are touted as the "next big thing" for spring and yes, Prada's use is at the very least fairly sophisticated (if in a high-school English teacher sort of way). However, lets not make excuses here, is the deafening tones of the Native American flautist trio playing My Heart Will Go On in the subway station marginally better than the ramblings of the errant crackhead? Certainly, but is it the stuff of brilliance and great art? Surely not. Fancying ourselves as having our thumbs on the pulse of the everyman, we judge a great collection by the speed at which it appears on the shelves of Forever 21. We're not predicting the appearance of ankle length floral skirts anytime soon.