Everybody knows by now that Gucci‘s new front man, Alessandro Michele is a very different creature to his predecessor, Frida Giannini. His show venue this morning couldn’t have looked more different to the kind of lacquered, glossed-up arena preferred by Giannini. An exposed-brick walled warehouse carpeted in an ad hoc arrangement of Moroccan souk rugs and toile du jouy upholstered chairs. But, this being Gucci, after all, means there is still room for grandeur: like the fact that the power house closed off West 22nd Street in Manhattan this morning to stage its cruise show. Natch.
Regardless, one can’t underestimate the colossal gearshift – and the guts it has taken to execute it – in steering this juggernaut house in an entirely new direction. And yet, ask laidback Michele about that backstage today, dressed in a white baggy t-shirt, grey jeans, his fingers loaded with chunky gold and silver rings, and he smiles, “It means to have fun.” The weight of expectation from Gucci execs, customers, and critics alike, and the pressure of meeting sales targets don’t for a second seem to enter his remit. And thankfully so, because it means he can get on with designing some pretty awesome clothes.
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