Aside from Rocha and the requisite men in skirts, Gaultier’s lavish production pushed voluminous, tutu-like skirts; a cropped leather jacket paved in petrol-slick rooster feathers and a bird-of-paradise dress. Shot through with cobalt blue and claret, these were clothes that required attitude.
The designer seemed to be in a particularly triumphant mood. Perhaps it’s a function of all the critical attention directed toward the retrospective about his work in Montreal; then again, it could just be delayed relief at focussing his creative efforts on one line, rather than JPG and Hermes.
The feathers crowning models’ heads in flamboyant crests also served as convenient nods to Gaultier’s new men’s fragrance, Kokorico (that’s cock-a-doodle-do, the French way).
Rocha, meanwhile, so enjoyed her runway peacocking that she asked Mr Gaultier if she could wear one of his couture looks straight out the backstage door to her next event: President Nicolas Sarkozy’s presentation of the Legion d’Honneur to Anna Wintour.
‘Mr Gaultier actually let me wear this outfit as I headed out of the show,’ Rocha wrote on her blog. ‘I thought it was pretty low key and demure, no?’
We think you can pull it off, Coco.