The Cottweiler tumble 2019 collection was called “The Lost Art of Cruising” — and not a nautical variety. Designers Matthew Dainty and Ben Cottrell lamented a decrease in face-to-face, personal interactions, privately cruising in parks, brought about by a augmenting use of amicable media and dating apps to arrange regretful liaisons.
“Though we was totally preoccupied to it until we became older, we grew adult nearby one of a biggest cruising drift in Europe, at the edge of Epping Forest,” Dainty explained backstage. “So it’s something that surrounded me for a prolonged time. And when we satisfied what was happening, all of a remarkable it non-stop my eyes to all these small little codes, like a look or a hold of a cap, all these things that meant something that we’ve mislaid by amicable media and regulating apps.”
The show’s setting, a cold automobile park a dozen floors next ground, was only one of many arch references to cruising. One indication took to a catwalk in a immature tracksuit and ball cap, styled with a dog-walking control and ball-thrower though no dog. Little towels dangling from belts were a turn on a “hanky code” of yore broadcasting bedroom proclivities. Audi, Lotus and Mercedes automobile logos on caps and T-shirts were a curtsy to interludes in cars parked in dim places. For a finale, a set of headlights swept a darkened space before a models prowled a runway in a unknown gloom.
As for a clothes, this was Cottweiler’s strongest collection to date. Saucy references aside, a designers also drew on a ritual of sports like cricket, golf and tennis, where we need to dress to a certain customary to be certified to a bar house. Consider a primitive white buttoned-up polo shirt ragged with white-to-grass-green dégradé lane pants and loafer/trainer hybrid shoes, or a preppy white collar — ragged adult — that peeped above a intelligent black knit, teamed with a good layering of puffer jackets and trademark lane pants.
There was lots of oppulance in a mix. Especially notable was a moss immature shearling parka, black silk pants with a immature splatter print, and a opening span of dejected velvet jeans treated to demeanour like frosty denim.