Instead it is Ford’s opinion on where his label’s menswear, now a decade old, needs to be, pitched somewhere between what he’d want to wear and something that a whole other (and yes, younger) guy might gravitate toward.
The duality on offer here in his Fall 2018 collection oscillated between impeccably cut and finished tailoring that suggested,
in its lean, precise, and glossy forms, a grown-up who is no stranger to clocking in the hours at Equinox, and the kind of street-ier, sportier pieces that wouldn’t be out of place if that street had a particularly ritzy zip code.
For every bicep-grazing, gluteus maximus–enhancing gray pin-striped flannel suit there was a snakeskin-print jean; for every shimmering rose gold metallic tuxedo, an overstuffed black down parka.
(In some cases, Ford showed things that could be both, like the witty mash-up of tasseled evening slipper and chunky-soled sneaker.)
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