It all began five days ago with the Chanel unitard. It was a warm day in Paris, stifling in fact, and Céline Dion left the Hôtel de Crillon in a skin-tight black unitard – cropped at the leg like a pedal pusher, nipped in at the waist with Chanel hardware – proving that at 51 you can wear whole-body spandex and still look fabulous doing so.
The next day, she hit the rue in Attico’s highly coveted feathered bodice in pale pink, pairing the fuzzy bustier with equally fluffy heels of the same shade, denim which had been cuffed on one leg only (a new Dion-inspired style hack perhaps?) and a furry Fendi bag, like a kind of glorious French fur ball.
Saturday saw a fashionable turn at the races, as she hedged her bets at Miu Miu’s Resort 2020 ‘Jockey Club’ in a bold pink taffeta number replete with bows, diamonds and ruffles aplenty.
Then on Sunday, the feather party continued, this time with a tuxedo-cum-tutu by Ronald Van Der Kemp and a pair of $975 mismatched Jimmy Choo pumps. As for that pose, priceless.
On Monday, a Schiaparelli spectacle on the streets, as Dion made an entrance into the show with a haute take of her own; a sculptural, pleated halter frock, long leather gloves, cat-eye frames and open-toe boots. The piece de resistance, however, was a towering feathered headpiece, with the only pop of colour in an otherwise all-black ensemble was a single red earring and bright red pedicure, theatrical and brilliant.
The same day saw a case of life imitating art (or haute couture), as Iris van Herpen’s fantastical realisations came to life in Montmartre by way of Dion, the songstress arriving in one of the designer’s spectacular signature pleated pieces. In a collaboration with artist Anthony Howe, the intricate laser-cut gown spoke to the true meaning of couture; art and drama, in its purest form.
And of course the ultimate; the no pants parade for Off-White’s Men’s Spring 2020, perhaps one of the boldest street style looks we’ve seen in a long time. If the graffiti-emblazoned high-cut swimsuit and matching oversized blazer by Virgil Abloh weren’t brazen enough, Dion’s bare legs on the streets of Paris certainly were.
But perhaps the most iconic moment of them all was Céline walking a pair of strapping, diamanté-clad Weimaraners in a Richard Quinn bubble gown. In truth, it was actually the final look of a photoshoot, but that doesn’t take away from the sartorial spectacle, it is couture week after all, anything and everything goes, including diamonds and dog walking.
For Dion, each day proves just another expedition of editorial fantasy as she makes the streets of Paris her stage. Bold, brazen and the ultimate fashion risk-taker; Céline, our heart will always go on for you. Long live the queen of Couture Week.