Greta Constantine previews a detail-oriented spring/summer 2013 collection
After designers Kirk Pickersgill and Stephen Wong of Greta Constantine showed their spring 2013 collection to buyers in Paris, they deemed a Toronto Fashion Week catwalk extravaganza to be, well, unnecessary. Instead, the boys chose to do things their way, showing the goods just as the holiday season comes into full swing.
Held at the Distillery District’s Fermenting Cellar — a sprawling, industrial space — last night’s show drew a gaggle of fashion enthusiasts, including some adorably young ones. Attendees of age mingled over cocktails (always plentiful at Greta shows) before being settling down in a number of rows to take in the spectacle. Fashion’s most influential names — including Bernadette Morra, Susie Sheffman, Christopher Sherman and Fiona Green — sat somewhat awkwardly in a row of their own, rather like a bridal party overseeing the guests.
Last season the Greta woman was outfitted with a number of garments saturated in jewel tones; this time around, colour was all but washed away as black, white and deep navy silhouettes marched down the runway. As the models — each accented with an elaborate curl of a headpiece — wove their way up and down a relatively complicated runway system, pieces ranged from the simple (like a navy A-line skirted frock) to the intricate (origami-inspired folds).
The opening look was built from a well-fit, peplumed blazer topped with a cropped, short-sleeved version, making for a powerful silhouette. A series of unexpectedly sweet and flirty looks in white eyelet lace made the cut, although the strongest pieces were simple with eye-catching details, such as a peplum moonlighting as a pocket. Draping, as always, was done beautifully, and a black gown featuring a folded and pleated bib felt like Georgia O’Keeffe had a hand at origami. It was a show-stopper.
In the end, the show dragged on a touch too long (we blame the sinuous runway), but the designers sprinted out to a cacophony of cheers before guests made a beeline to the bar, ordering up The Stephen, The Kirk and, of course, The Greta.