#sci-fi-aesthetics

#sci-fi-aesthetics

The show unfolded in a half-lit, slightly feral underground car park in Paris, very "crew lost in space, hope fading." Models slipped out of the shadows in razor-sharp tailoring stretched to uncanny proportions: elongated tuxedo jackets, narrow silhouettes, sleeves that seemed to keep going forever. Pleating pulled toward the bellybutton (yes, that bellybutton) nodded discreetly to the film's most infamous body horror moment, while sheer cupro tops and floor-length dresses clung like membranes, soft, translucent, unsettling.