Galliano!!!!!
Manolo says, be still the Manolo’s beating heart, for it is yet another visit from the Manolo’s favorite funky little fashion troll, and he has arrived bearing the post-apocalyptic fashion treats!
In both cases, it is the man purse that makes it work.
“Galliano says, Admit it, big boy, you want what Galliano has.”









Am I crazy, or does John Galliano have the same hairstyle as Madonna?
The photos look like something straight out of the Ati-Atihan festival last week here in the Philippines. PHOTO…
Ye gods… the last few looks from the show had me in stitches! It is indeed true, that a well dressed man wears a large mop on his head this season. Heee heee. Thank you, Manolo, for a much needed giggle!
Don’t you think Galliano and Madonna are looking strangely similar?
These outfits look like those worn in the climactic P.A.G.A.N. virgin sacrifice scene in Hanks/Ackroyd’s “Dragnet”.
And model #1 needs to tuck his …..ummm… accessory into his shoe.
“I am really REALLY dirty! I am….DERELICTE!”
I don’t want to live in a world with no John Galliano — it would be too dull. I love that Funky Little Fashion troll, I really do.
Is this what I’m supposed to be wearing to the office? If so, where do I buy it, cos I’m shopping in the wrong stores.
Didn’t I just see this look in “Pan’s Labyrinth?”
I’m bored. It’s derivative.
Excite me, please.
Everybody, the real question is: how can we make these outfits work for us? You don’t need to adopt the whole outfit, just a few details… For example, I’m sure my students would be delighted if I smeared blood all over my chest when I go to teach on Tuesday!
The models must be prepared to bring their laptops along for the Ghost Dance in which, after hours & hours of chanting & dancing & drums, there will be a conjuration of the imaginal beings of the past, one of which will be the white wooly mammoth, accompanied by Sam the Sham & the Pharaohs. I think they were playing when I went to a New Orleans club in 1983, dressed exactly like John Galliano’s Madonna look, only with a tube top under the vest & different jewelry. Galliano, he has the champagne shoulders, no? &, too, he is modest with the armpits. I appreciate that.
I think Galliano is working a “Charles II (of England) in a Parisian gay bar” look more than a “Madonna” look here. Madge’s hair never looks that pretty.
“DERELICTE . . . because sometimes, you just need to feel like a homeless French pagan at the apocalypse.”
Hey! No badmouthing the komondorok on here! Any true Hungarian sheepdog would know to chase these impostors away from the flocks!
yikes. What is he showing off…the manbags??
You just know Galliano calls that one model “My little puli” in moments of tenderness.
For me it’s the waterbuffalo horns that tie the look together. This year we’re all about the waterbuffalo horns.
I am afraid of the dreams I will have tonight…..
I was not aware that Galliano was designing for GWAR now.
I scrolled through the pictures. Towards the middle the models are wearing smeared scary clown makeup with nylon pantyhose over their heads. Galliano is now the designer for serial murders this fall. Very clever of him, reaching out to a new market. Everyone needs haute couture even psychopathic murders.
I like to think about what the models must think when they see what they’re going to wear.
“so…I’m wearing a ski mask, a mop, and Frenchie swimming briefs?”
“And you’re covered in mud.”
“Mud?”
“it’s to highlite the manbag.”
“Ooooh! I get it now! How…inspired?”
he does put on an interesting show. and he is kind enough to let his models cover up their faces, so they can someday move beyond the shame.
what is wrong with their makeup? is that art, fashion or just crap? did he do it on purpose or just screwed up?
Lordi!
I feel kinda bad for thinking this way, but i could hardly focus on the man bags with the “unique” placement of the first model’s “sword”. Was this a runway mishap or a mistaken attempt at making me heave and blush at the same time?
you call those manbags? pfui!
The one with the horns is terrific. That’s not a man-purse; it’s a basket for collecting severed body parts. I’m thinking of this as official company garb for meetings we don’t want to be invited back to.