Meadham Kirchhoff’s presentation resembled a squat or drug den as invitees explored the design duo’s decadent but somewhat squalid installation. Disheveled models hung out on stained mattresses, battered armchairs and worn out deck chairs. The set created by Tony Hornecker included old pizza boxes, piles of cigarette butts and wine bottles that were set against withering tree branches. Whether the concept was referencing a romantic decadence or a sordid debauched commune was unclear. Perhaps it didn’t really matter as although the presentation was melancholic it was simultaneously engaging.
The zoned out models wore an eclectic kit of dyed tuxedo jackets, shiny nylon football shorts, striped t-shirts and embroidered sweaters while Indian silks and sari-style fabrics were tied around models faces as balaclavas which gave the boys a sense of haunting gloominess. While the clothes were not directional, the mood and styling of the show that Meadham Kirchhoff curated was charming and distinct – certainly from another world and of a time gone by.
