Well that’s 17 minutes of my life wasted… thank you Mamamiamariameatball for the somnambulistic display of fashion... I thought I lapsed into a coma while watching what I thought was to be a fashion show. You know you go to a fashion show to see fashion, not to see a dance recital … it is sort of like when you need to buy a plunger and you go to Cartier.
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Yeah yeah so the shoes echo the crisscross strapping of ballet slippers and Danskin, Capezio and Spanx want to thank the brilliant mind that sent out one the most generic and uninspired collections ever to have the Dior name attached to it. Then of course of you want to show in a huge venue then you need to make those clothes “sing out Louise” and not be a blur within the confetti filled arena like a ticker tape parade.
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Madame Mamamiamariameatball seems to cover everything from dashikis, to uniforms, to kimono jackets to tie dyes to oversized fishnets and to one of my all-time favorites...cargo pocketed culottes. WTF is this woman thinking and who is her imaginary customer that needs to buy these kinds of epically boring clothes with a Dior label attached with the price corresponding to the label not the clothes.
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Let’s discuss that she successfully managed to abort the bar jacket over and over either by making the tailored pieces looked like limp rags or as if they were constructed of oak tag, I’m so sure there is the “manifesto” or raison d'etre to accompany this that will surely offer some faux intellectual bull for this ghastly display of what was once the epitome of international fashion.
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Lest we not forget how many women want to wear sheer skirts since they are so appropriate day for night… and so one more abortive attempt as spring 2019 in Paris opens with a thud or more like a ton of bricks hitting the "rue" from 50 floors up. Long live bad generic fashion ... and not a tutu in sight!
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