Sonia Rykiel: True Original
The death of designer Sonia Rykiel is one of those singular moments
when we are reminded that fashion has come a long way, which is to say
that women have come quite far as well.
Rykiel, with her flaming
red hair and uniform of all-black attire, was 86 when she died Thursday
after years of living with Parkinson’s disease. She had long been
retired from the collection that continues to bear her name. Her legacy
had been carried forward by her daughter, Nathalie, as well as the
brand’s current designer, Julie de Libran.
In straight-forward
fashion terms, Rykiel will be remembered for her affinity for knitwear.
She was adept at creating a jaunty little sweater — a fine-ribbed style
known at the “poor-boy” — that felt young and easygoing but that could
be worn by a multitude of stylish women. The quintessential Rykiel
“look” was of a chic woman in a beret and a striped version of that
little pullover sashaying around the Saint-Germain-des-Pres quarter of
Paris. That neighborhood is on the Left Bank, which was Rykiel’s world,
and even today, the brand prefers to present its new collections in the
tight, maze-like confines of its store there.
The
location is not simply geography; it’s a state of mind. Or at least it
was back when the area was known mostly for its bookshops and cafes
rather than the extravagant Ralph Lauren boutique and the Louis Vuitton
outpost. Rykiel arrived on the fashion scene in the early 1960s. It was a
time when French fashion was still fully engrossed in haute couture,
which was — and remains — a glorious craft. But it could not keep up
with a generation of young women whose lives were quickly being defined
by their desire to forge careers, revel in sexual freedom and
intellectual independence and indulge in the rarefied notion
of self-actualization. Rykiel spoke to them.
Rykiel
did not begin her career by apprenticing in the atelier of some
tyrannical designer. She was a woman solving a personal problem. She was
creating clothes for herself that she could not find elsewhere. She was
a “styliste,” as the French might say. It was not exactly a
compliment. Rykiel was not creating fashion silhouettes as Christian
Dior had done with his “New Look.” Nor was she a tortured and delicate
artist in the manner of Yves Saint Laurent. She was making clothes
— great clothes — that captured the attitude of her day and a countless
number of tomorrows. That mood —a sense of possibility — became the
defining characteristic of women in the 20th century and on into the
21st.
She wasn’t selling business attire as much as she was creating
clothes that simply allowed women to move agilely through their daily
lives wherever they live them. Her work signaled a break with the
formality of the past and all of its rules about what women were
supposed to do and what they should not be. She was creating sportswear
that could be worn to a party or a celebration, but there was a weight
to it as well. Rykiel wasn’t froth. She loved muted palettes,
especially black. Indeed, in her own personal wardrobe, black was her
trademark. She incorporated reverse seams — a subdued form
of deconstruction long before frayed hems and deliberate holes became
associated with Japanese avant-garde designers. Her clothes emphasized
the physicality of women — not so much through sexy clothes but through
styles that emphasized sensuality and athleticism.
Fashion
historians have described Rykiel as a successor to Coco Chanel because
of her similar ability to bring a sense of strength and femininity to
her work. One could argue that designers such as Diane von Furstenberg,
Stella McCartney and even Chitose Abe of Sacai in turn owe a debt to
Rykiel. Like Rykiel, their work expresses a fervent belief in the power
and dynamism of women. They define femininity in ways that add new
layers and nuances to the word; for them, it’s not just about being
pretty and delicate but rather about confidence, swagger, intelligence
and fun. They offer a three-dimensional vision of what it means to be a
woman, with wrap dresses, strong tailoring and trompe l’oeil artistry.
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