Let me be completely upfront with you.
This review is going to be nothing but breathless prose, incoherent, uncritical admiration and lots of photos of THE most fabulous exhibition imaginable.
Yes, indeed, my reviewing colours nailed well & truly to the mast.
If you haven’t already seen the breathtaking retrospective of the work of Christian Dior, then make time.
Go. See. It.
Go to Paris, if you are not lucky enough to live there.
See this stupendous exhibition of wondrous clothes, exhibited in an absolutely stunning way.
BUT – if you do go, be sure to book in advance, but that will not stop you having to queue, I warn you. Pre-booked tickers make for a shorter queue, but there is still quite a lot of waiting involved.
And whatever you do, do NOT go on a holiday or over the weekend, if you can avoid it. We couldn’t, being only briefly “de passage à Paris,” and the crowds and the heat definitely spoiled a lot of the enjoyment. I was surprised at the lack of crowd control and crowd flow.
There were, quite frankly, w-a-y too many people in each room, and there were several exhibits in the early stages, in the first 2/3 rooms that we could hardly see, so thick was the crowd. Have to wonder why they don’t have a system of timed tickets, enabling better crowd movement.
Right, having got that off my chest, let me rave about the clothes on display.
From the museum’s website, in their own words:
“The Musée des Arts Décoratifs is celebrating the 70th anniversary of the creation of the House of Dior. This lavish and comprehensive exhibition invites visitors on a voyage of discovery through the universe of the House of Dior’s founder and the illustrious couturiers who succeeded him: Yves Saint Laurent, Marc Bohan, Gianfranco Ferré, John Galliano, Raf Simons and, most recently, Maria Grazia Chiuri.”
There are sumptuous gowns and frocks and dresses on display, grouped sometimes by designer, sometimes by theme, sometimes accompanied by a work of art that inspired the designer.
And by “work of art” we are talking Old Masters and Egyptian statues. Too fabulous.
There were dresses that were simply breathtaking in their beauty:
Seriously, how utterly jaw-droppingly gorgeous are these 2 confections (above)?
Sometimes, you need to stop drooling over the outfits, and take a moment and try & separate the clothes themselves from the way of displaying them, to admire the genius of the people who curated the exhibition (below).
There is drama and theatricality in the presentation, but never too much so as to overshadow the clothes.
I loved the groupings by colour:
I loved the groupings by country and influence… will you just look at that flamenco inspired dress! To die for. Total perfection.
Now look at these 3 dresses in luscious shades of pink (below).
The reverential atmosphere was lightened at this display by a tiny, wee Australian muppet, who pointed to the dress at the left and said in a loud voice, “That’s my dress, Mummy”.
There was a sigh of agreement from every woman in the vicinity.
I loved every single thing about this exhibition. Except the crowds.
Totally & utterly recommended. Even with the crowds.
CHRISTIAN DIOR, COUTURIER DU RÊVE from 5 July 2017 to 7 January 2018
Musée des Arts décoratifs
107, rue de Rivoli
We paid for our own tickets and no-one knew that I blog and review.