The ultra-hip crowd waiting under the marquee at the Babylon cinema was abuzz with anticipation. How could German fashion's resident bad boy ever possibly outdo himself? Patrick Mohr is well-known for putting on a show, and the promise of a metaMOHRphose was tantalizing. On that front, he certainly delivered, although perhaps differently than anticipated. In his metamorphosis, Mohr uncovered a softer, gentler side. His signature triangular geometries are still present, but muted by flowing folds and bursts of gradient pastel colouring. Turquoises, blues and pinks flowed through the collection, landing softly on the white cottons and silks as if sprayed from a distance or lightly dipped in a multitoned tie-dye. The collection does not deviate much from the modern silhouette, but incorporates long, flowing lines to give a sense of lightness. I could have done without the short film that introduced the collection, whose images of youthful lust and beauty crossed with some sort of religious allegory and a big-budget epic soundtrack seemed a weak attempt at his customary showmanship. The metaMOHRphose may have not been overwhelmingly new or novel, but it foretells an easy, colorful summer.
Text by Tara Dominguez
Pictures by Jessica Barthel