Ladies, start your engines. We’re at Akris on the Grand Prix racetrack and Albert Kriemler is in the driver’s seat.
(Hometown royalty H.S.H Princess Charlene of Monaco, chic in a custom taupe agnello sheath, is on the sidelines.) Kriemler takes an early lead presenting a tunic, full flowing pant, and lightweight jacket in silk shantung that all look fresh and crisp in a shade of green that suggests newly shorn grass. We're going so fast that the images printed on the clothes, all inspired by John Frankenheimer's 1966 film Grand Prix, whiz right by, reduced to streaks on the sides of silk crepe sheaths with just a small stamp of a spectator scene visible on the chest.
There the prints go again—zoom—only now it’s an image of a race car leaving sleek black-and-white trails in its wake across a long-sleeved, long dress. Rounding the bend now there are open-weave crocheted zip-up jackets with leather shorts and color-blocked tunics in camel and citrus brights. Check out the salmon-toned double-face cardigan with matching pants and terracotta top-and-pant look with white racing stripes. Finally, we’re approaching the home stretch: a winning series of patchwork-lace cocktail dresses—some asymmetrical, others pleated—that are just the thing to wear for a victory lap.