Or, you get heckled, aggressively. Following Alber Elbaz‘s 10th anniversary collection for Lanvin last week in Paris, his finale bow took the form of a few words and a song (a snippet of Que Sera, Sera), on a stage which opened up behind the runway backdrop post models clearing the runway. The show goer who shakily lensed this video was amongst the roaring audience and close enough to the photographer’s pit to capture the madness. Starting from 10:00 (below), you can hear the photographer’s wrath, “asking” people to sit down, as their lenses were obstructed. First in French, “Assirent! Assirent!“, then in English, “Sit down! Sit down!!” (how thoughtful), and even throwing in a “please”, which leads into a collective chant (back to French) – they have each other’s back. Keeping in mind these are the people who shoot the archival images I revel in on the daily, I would’ve sat the fuck down.

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Because I’m a very good friend of Raf Simons, we went for coffee the day after he presented his eponymous FW12 collection in Paris two weeks ago. Unfortunately, I was unable to attend the show for reasons I cannot disclose. I won’t go into details from our conversation (to respect his privacy), but he had 3 things to say about his collection (which we scrolled through on his iPad via the app):

1. Culla. In a sea of black and muted neutrals, stand the fuck out somehow.

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Joyeux Vendredi, which means A. Don’t forget to tweet your #FF’s (feel free to include @lebigt), and B. Here is my winning (pun – wait for it) pick in street style this week! Triumphant from a Parisian street tussle, on his way back from being bandaged up (hypothetically), this gentleman’s look kicked ass and won me over. From the tugged-on tee, tousled denim shirt, and x2 well-placed tears in his well-tapered denim, these lovely details corroborate with my production/version of the story. What I particularly love about this look, and still need to acquire for myself, is the leather-sleeved wool pea coat avec collar pop, slung over his right side as the cast wouldn’t fit through that arm hole, or he refused to stretch the sumptuous nappa of such a beautifully-crafted/cut and mostly likely bank-breaking coat (I’m going with option 2). One of my favourite Canadian labels wings+horns did a similar pea coat for FW10 (after the jump), for which I would still do unspeakable things to get one on my back. It’s that perfect mix of classic and cool; tossed in with “tattered” clothes and white-soled Red Wing-like boots, you’ve got a hit on your hands. Again, like Ben, I’m a sucker for those who make get-up-and-go look good great.

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