Andres Sarda at Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week Madrid, February 2016. Photos & text by Glenn Belverio

 

Dear Shaded Viewers,

Remember the Robert Palmer girls? Well, if Robert Palmer (or for that matter, Ken Russell) had directed The Grand Budapest Hotel instead of Wes Anderson, the result would have been this fashion show.

The computer-animated film projected at the end of the catwalk took us on a dizzying tour of Andres Sarda’s imaginary grand hotel, and I kept expecting Greta Garbo or elevator doors exploding with a typhoon of blood a la The Shining to manifest. But we got Almodóvar icon Bibi Andersen, exuding a supernova’s worth of luminosity and glamour, instead. And that was good enough for me.

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The designer and Bibi in the Kissing Room after the show.

Besos,

Glenn Belverio

Glenn Belverio

Glenn Belverio is a writer and New Yorker. He has been reporting for ASVOF since 2005 and currently works at The Museum of Modern Art as the Content Manager for MoMA Design Store.