The future is bringing in the best of Bhatti. His second book ‘L’ esprit, la force’ is the around corner, he has been appointed Honorary investment counsellor at the Pakistan Embassy in France, and his fabulous creations are on display at the Galleries Lafayette. Later this year he plans to make a bridge to Pakistan’s textile industry at this prestigious store by inviting eminent designers from Pakistan to exhibit on 14th August, Independence Day.

Sleek, dark and charming…three words which describe Bhatti totally, wrapping up his persona, his success and his charisma. He’s is originally from Pakistan and yet he’s thoroughly French; he associates with his roots, yet he is unrestricted by the east when he creates his electic lines, working his way around fusing the two. Over a span of 22 years, Bhatti has created a niche for himself in Paris. He designs for the young, hip and trendy and he exports to 36 countries worldwide.

Bhatti Fall-Winter 2001-2002 collection is quintessentially Bhatti, aggressively young and simplistic, black and red. However, in his upcoming collection he focuses on the bare minimum, playing around with a wild concoction of fabrics: cottons, crepes, denim and all. He crushes them and crumbles them for effect, something he’s learnt to be very good at. He predicts that this year will be the year of whites, blues, pinks and generally lighter tones.

One thing that hasn’t and might never change is his blatant refusal to design for sizes above 3. Zero-to-three size women are his domain. And so when he brings his clothes to town, he brings his models along as well, stating that Pakistani women, even most models, are too big around the hips…and thus allowing only a selected few on his ramps.

Perhaps the crux of his success is how he has severed his ethnic roots as a designer while still strongly holding to on his ties back home. Covered and interviewed endlessly as a man who built himself from scratch, working himself to the top, Bhatti is now perhaps one of the most sought after labels. For him, there’s no looking back. He has all eyes sent on tomorrow. His vision is clear, his passion evident.