Yes, it rains in the U.K., and as everyone around the globe knows, Burberry’s exponentially increasing fortunes spring from Christopher Bailey’s manipulation of trench-coat iconography.
So it’s hard to criticize a formula that is clearly successful, absolutely recognizable, and unwavering in its continuity. Bailey tagged his resort collection “sensual strictness,” but compared to other pre-collections, there’s actually more of a casual air about the reworkings of house tailoring, like his taupe-and-ivory seersucker pantsuit, paper-bag–waisted trousers coordinated with “Prorsum” print T-shirts, knits with swooped necklines, and the house’s signature shrunken motorcycle jackets. At the young end, there are cute printed shorts (actually boxers, adapted from the men’s collection) and at the slightly more mature end, pencil skirts. The trench, though, gets its moment of glory moment, upgraded to a light gold lamé.
