Once again it is time for me and my favorite whipping post
to meet again on the battlegrounds of fashion; this time for Spring 2014 and it
is at this time one can say BRAVO to Miuccia Prada for not disappointing me in
the very least.
How can it be that you consistently deliver collections that
just scream out UGLY! UNBECMOING! And
well that list can go on and on to in include “I double dog dare you to buy
this crap and look like a fool!” no one can convince me that you love women or
even respect them. For me, your collections are the epitome of self-hate which
might spur the thought that since your appearance is less than appealing, you
have chosen to level the playing the playing field; If a man designed these
clothes he would be accused of being a first class and screaming misogynist and so when one considers
that you are a woman, one might consider self-loathing as part of your modus
operandi.
It is you who said that you
have no interest in making a woman look beautiful and in that arena you are
rewarded with an A+ and a gold star. What woman wouldn’t want a beaded bra
embroidered onto a coat or dress or to wear footless hockey socks with some pop
art fur coat for spring or a fur skirt or to be pointed at like a circus freak
when she walks down the street??
So here’s the “impossible
conversation” that is heard in my head... Elsa Schiaparelli. .. “WTF are you
thinking Miuccia? Have you no sense of
humor? You are a disgrace who must be laughing all the way to the bank!”... And
who would I be to argue with an icon of 20th century design?
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