I must admit, Balenciaga went halfsies for me. Nicolas Ghesquière's futuristic references seemed far off onto another planet called "Been There Done That". But let's begin on a good note. The beautifully constructed outerwear caught my eye immediately. The elevated shoulders brought me back to past collections in which a singular neoprene sweater had me rapidly searching the web, lets just say I never found it. The a-line skirts were excellent basics, but paired with the satin sweatshirts had me torn. The Jetsons, Back to the Future, one or the other I just kept thinking; vintage screen prints on satin. meh. The astronaunt pants just needed three stripes to reinterpret Adidas, which was not a good thing. And I'm sorry to say the chiffon, metallic, Barberella dresses appeared cheap and unflattering.
Maybe the styling threw me off, but I couldn't get a handle on Nicolas Ghesquière's vision. Even when I read Nicole Phelp's review on Style.com I was perplexed. "Ghesquière was the chairman of the board and the models his employees—both literally and metaphorically," wrote Phelp's.
I don't get it.
*Cykic 
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