It wouldn’t be New York Fashion Week without Ralph. His show is unmissable, as much for his standing in the world as for the revolutionary fashion or novelty of his clothes. A Ralph show is — maybe should always be — a Ralph show, so easily identifiable, so (to borrow one of fashion’s favorite clichés) iconic that you could probably peg one from space.
This one opened with an odyssey of taupe, journeyed through the Southwest and ended up in evening wear, the sort that might reappear on the Oscars red carpet this weekend — though likely not, as Mr. Lauren showed the last look, with furry gloves and a trapper’s hat.
There was a passage of looks inspired by men’s wear, too, some of them close cousins of those shown earlier at the company’s men’s presentation. The three-piece black leather suit available for him at Purple Label came down the runway for her; likewise the black evening boiler suit. Ricky Lauren, Mr. Lauren’s wife, was wearing a one-piece jumpsuit herself in the front row.
She was huddled in with Kanye West, who was seated among the Lauren clan. (Last week, in an interview with Style.com, he waxed ecclesiastical when describing Mr. Lauren: “Ralph is the god,” he said. “And that’s all I want to say about Ralph.”) A few seats down, and a couple Laurens away, sat the first lady of New York City, Chirlane McCray. She was so much a part of the family unit that when they leapt up to give the patriarch a standing ovation at the end of the show, she did too. Mr. Lauren offered her his hand.
“It was a wonderful show,” she said afterward, as she was ferried backstage. “I’m really happy to be here celebrating Ralph Lauren. A New York icon, right?
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