Couture, that great Gallic tradition, takes pride in its irreverent luxury, its intricate technical advances, its tropes and tricks and always chic, often outlandish ensembles. It is not for you and I, but for the sake of beauty, of taste, of a kind of visual gluttony. And like so many intentionally decadent productions from France, it’s not always easily digestible. And so with that, we bring you Vogue.com’s fall 2014 couture calculations. Because sometimes things really are easier than they look. (And when else are we going to get to use I Dream of Jeannie and Game of Thrones in the same post?)
