It was a poignant and powerful moment as models walked the runway enveloped in pieces from “Louis Dreamhouse,” the last collection of the late and great Virgil Abloh for Louis Vuitton.
While the mood was a luculent tribute to Abloh, the scene was a dithyramb—a glaring “thank you” to the house’s first African-American creative director, who reveled in the extraordinary and dreamlike concoctions. Under Abloh’s wing, Louis Vuitton turned further into a space that accepted deviations and unlikely kinships: peaked-shoulder blazers, masterful yet playful suits in jewel tones, sheer fabric, the loose and insouciant tailoring of streetwear, and accessories that refuse to be ignored. Then, there were white clothing attached to white wings, and pieces that bore the works of painters.
In his lifetime, Abloh invented words, like “maintainamorphosis” (the…
