according to rei kawakubo, gold is the new color
she took a trenchcoat and shredded and balled it into god knows what. there were identifiable
fragments of her own past—the fuzzy circles on jackets, the brocades, the cutaway jackets,
and always, the asymmetry. there was also a whole passage of dresses
ruched and draped from vintage silk scaves that rei kawakubo herself has collected over the years.