RIP Herve L. Leroux
RIP to a legend, Herve L. Leroux.
Herve was a French fashion designer best known for his striking and sexy af bandage dresses and bathing suits.
Herve’s birth name was Herve Leger and later became Herve Leroux. He was a gemini, from a small town in northern France called Bapaume. I guess you can say he was pretty woke and knew he was destined for something big. At 18 he up and left his home for Paris to study sculpture at the Ecole Nationale Supérieure des Beaux Arts. Like us, he was uninspired and frustrated with school so he became a hairstylist. While he was backstage at the Chloe show in the 1970’s he realized it was fashion what he really wanted to do. He switched up quick, since his focus was already on the human head, he started designing hats and then handbags. He dropped that when he was invited to work on some dresses with Tan Giudicelli who then advised Herve to focus solely on dresses.
After 2-3 years, he met Karl Lagerfeld and worked as his assistant at Fendi and then Chanel. After Chanel, he went freelance and worked with the likes of Lanvin, DVF, Swarovski and Charles Jourdan. That same year, he founded his own label and the rest is history. His 90's work is my favorite:
I am a huge fan of Herve dresses because there are no secrets AKA they are tight AF. You wear them if you have nothing to hide. These dresses have nothing to do with the body and everything to do with the woman wearing it. They are sexy, tight, short and long, a bit of a siren, too but classic. The reason I personally love them is because they appear to only be appropriate for parties or the club but I’ve tried wearing them to work and to a basketball game and it’s worked just fine.
This is not sad, his death, because we all die; our bodies expire and what he did right was find a way to be a part of the world while no longer being in it. That’s a legend.