|I look stiff because I'm trying not to attack you.|
This outfit was particularly in honor of the moment I overheard someone complaining about "whatever happened to simplicity and class?" the other day and I just wanted to throttle them, because there is so much wrong with that statement, but instead I just pulled out the loudest patterns I had as a fuck you instead. Bring on audacity and loud colors and thick, heavy fabric and textures and a multiplicity of everything. It's loud and obnoxious and it means I am here and I want to say something, and you can't put me in place. For a long time I was super into more "modern" design -- you can go through my archives, I wax on about it lots -- and I still am! But I hate the thought of privileging one aesthetic over the other, at least for me. I'd love to dress in all CDG, Margiela, Yamamoto, Mandy Coon and Chalayan, but I can only afford thrift and vintage, and all that stuff tends to be less post-modern monochromatic neu classic and more bizarre, loud, and unique....so I do the best with what I have. It doesn't mean classic is better, and you know, when I hear someone complaining about that stuff I get annoyed, particularly the idea of class in relation to fashion. What does that even mean?
|Me listening to the GOP telling me stupid shit.|
|This is my come hither face.|
|"VOGUE FOR ME"|
Anyway. I just wanted to write down what I was thinking when I put this outfit on today. A lot of the times an outfit post is just empty space, but it's nice to see the process behind it too, don't you think? Ok, I'm off. Have a wonderful day, cutie.