Halston No! No! No!

Now that Peter Copping has been officially revealed as the new designer at the helm of Nina Ricci, it's time to find my beloved Olivier Theyskens a new home. I have professed my love for Theykens here before - a love for his beautiful face as well as his beautiful creations. There have been some horrible rumours swirling that he was about to go and join Halston - I can't think of a more ill-suited pairing - completely opposite aesthetics. American sportswear and gothic romanticism do not mix. There would be nothing worse than allowing awful Tamara Mellon & co to get their hands on him. Anna Wintour showed she was firmly on Team Theyskens, praising him in her editor's letter in April's Vogue and slamming Nina Ricci for letting him go. This also made me feel a bit uneasy - Anna usually has crushes on boring people like Roger Federer. I don't want her keeping tabs on my Theyskens by dragging him stateside.

Other goss has linked the brilliant Belgian to a design role at dormant house Schiaparelli - a better fit than Halston but neither really seem like the perfect match to me. Hopefully, OT will manage to avoid the clutches of both Anna & Tamara and can concentrate on reviving his signature label - yes, the financial backing of a Harvey Weinstein type would be nice but more importantly, he could flourish more creatively without the constraints of a fashion house.