Koji Kamiya set her show on a Go-Cart track in Tokyo Bay, with blue and white barriers that were snatched around the space serving as seats. Mainewear designer Mihra is a protog of Yasuhiro (and part of his company), and has a serious beauty similar to his guru, although Kamiya’s clothes are more straightforward wearable and low avent-garde, which are included in each season.
Kamiya’s defined trick is – through her clever construction skills – she is able to clearly wear and disturb her new clothes, as if they were all uncontrolled at the wildly cool vintage store. This time the Oxford shirts, Cobain-Ish distressed cardigans and striped Mohair sweaters, Flassy Board shorts, and microscopically looked at the trade suit worn with a splash. Especially fun was a nylon MA -1 bomber that had an interesting military shepherd fingering for the mixture for the mixture.
His gang of model comes out of a cloud of smoke for closing, ride a BMX or lovider bicycle, which hovers the runway like a cooler-to-thu delyncants. Backstage after the show, Kamiya explained that it was a tedious how people would communicate before capturing our lives before DMS and email. “Everything is electronic nowadays, so I thought that a messenger who receives information from people and rides on a bicycle and passes on others, has a wonderful image,” he said smiling. He called the collection “Messenger” and published the word behind the faded souvenir jacket with a cartoon rodner wearing a helmet.
In fact, although he looks like a picture of a contemporary Japanese cool child, Kamiya is an old soul whose love for vintage clearly moves darker than clothes – this collection can be read as a yearning for simple time. Guggi 1992 hit the “Left fake all -two” by Ride Soundtrack, but faded into a soft classical song for Finale, which gave the feeling that Kamiya’s BMX Riders were riding in sunset. “I wanted it like the final credit of a film,” he laughed. “It seems silly, but by feeling unhappy in a way I wanted to awaken some rebel memories of the past.” Not another teenage film – it was worth a watch.
