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Belle du Jour

My Fashion Watch Spring-Summer Collection 2012 was inspired by First Ladies, Carla Bruni Sarkozy and Jackie Kennedy in particular. I've been watching The Kennedys on History Channel and so I travelled back to the early 60s for inspiration.

I used cotton and linen, pique, broderie anglais and silk abaca from Catanduanes. I experimented with bias insertions and peek-a-boos. Having used mostly black and white in my previous collections, I opted for color this time. I mixed beige and periwinkle blue and added a third color, Kelly green.

For the fashion show, I chose my own music for the first time. I got some tracks from Breakfast At Tiffany's but I refrained from using Moonriver. I wanted to complete the feel of the pre-Mod years, when families went to picnics, when ladies dressed up for lunch and shopping.















Many thanks to Eulalio Eguia for the photographs.

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