I’ve been wearing my boyfriend’s shirt’s non-stop for the past few days. This isn’t groundbreaking but it’s new for me. I’m petite (read: short), it’s difficult enough to find women’s shirts that don’t hang like an ill-fitted sheet, so I was surprised that a man’s shirt could work so well.
It also got me thinking about the recent men’s collections. The lines between men’s and womenswear have become increasingly blurred—evidenced on the booted and stovepiped bottom-halves of girls and boys everywhere—and it’s interesting to see how and in which direction they continue to influence each other. Prada featured female models as well as shrunken unisex sweaters in a degrede knit that called to mind a prize find at the Salvation Army. Many more collections also had touches of traditional womenswear; the delicately cut, elongated bomber at YSL, the sarong-styled knits at Raf Simons, the moon-boots and slim-fitted snow pants at Moncler.
These four looks all have elements I’d like to see translated in the women’s collections; ankle-length pants, over-sized but proportionate knits, double-lapelled jackets, stiff but malleable almost futuristic fabrics and an earthy, sandy-grey colour palette.