The final day of the exhibition was open for extended hours on Melbourne Cup Day, which was Tuesday the 7th of November. Held at the wonderous National Gallery of Victoria on St Kilda Road, which was a host to many exhibitions on that day. Yet, Dior stole the spotlight and wow was it crowded with people of intrigue, wonder, and obvious lust.
The queue was long, but the nervous tatter of people kept the motivation from waning. When moving further along in the line, each patron was able to witness the entrance to the exhibition which stood tall and proud. Getting to the service desk, I opted for no headphones when walking around the numerous rooms because I wanted to read everything myself; however, many had the opportunity to listen to the story of Christian Dior and his powerhouse of a label.
The exhibition began with the storyline of Christian Dior’s upbringing. Where he grew up in a middle-class home, with parents, who pushed him to take other alternatives in studying, rather than his desire for art.
He opened two galleries of art before he realised how influential his fashion designs would be. Christian worked for a few designers just after the Second World War, before taking the leap himself. His first collection debuted in 1949, and it was a success.
During his ten years, Christian Dior designed twenty-two collections, each numbering well over 150 pieces. And that’s not including the designers who took on the task after his short, yet well-established reign.
Each year after, the house has carefully selected a creative director, all with different styling and designs, to create a unique flare to the Dior name. A distinctive style of each era and trends to reflect on in the future.
The exhibition also collected old newspapers introducing Dior to Australia, booking forms and further interviews from the models used in the first collections.
The exhibition concluded with Dior’s greatest works of art, iconic classics that will stand the chance of time. With each looking more and more stunning, unique to either an era or to the individual, it was made for. The privilege of being able to view the intricate and well-made collection was something of a dream.
By Rhianne Cottam-Starkey