A grime-heavy show of subtle tailored elements and concise concepts mark Mazhar’s most grown up collection to date.
How they wore it:
With crisp white and pin stripe shirts, punctuated by black buttons. Trousers remained true to Mazhar’s urban-casual aesthetic, with billowing, slouchy silhouettes left low on the hips.
PVC patched vests, sashes and slings strapped over shirts were reminiscent of bulletproof vests, while incredible face masks – from simple cloth coverings to complex contraptions of vents and straps – hinted at armour against urban elements. Stomping black New Rocks boots were fit for a warrior.
Dark emerald green, and glittered blue and pink panels were precious elements amidst a palette of red, black and white. An emerald shirt fell so softly it was almost fluid, and an emerald bomber and slouchy trouser combo felt luxe and sumptuous.
It wouldn’t be Nasir Mazhar without a little self-promotion. NASIR MAZHAR printed tape looped around limbs and across the torso. It branded the top of satin boxer fighter shorts, and the hardware straps of backpacks and harnesses. A mash up of jewel coloured panels, name tape and photographic ephemera held under white mesh on the front of sweaters felt somewhat artistic. The final look was a riot of every panel, colour and idea from the collection – the final full stop.
Listen to the Nasir Mazhar show soundtrack, by Darq E Freaker, below:
Tracks - 666 Sauna, Butterscotch, Girls, Tempest Honey