The onslaught of so-called news now delivered during fashion week regarding each show, celeb sighting, and inevitable blogger collaboration entirely drowns itself out, rendering all of it tired, dull, and a waste of my time.
Introducing The Focal Point, a recurring feature that will review specific fashion collections. First up, I’m unpacking the broad appeal of Louis Vuitton’s Cruise 2015 collection, as crafted by the fashion world’s collective lover-boy, Nicolas Ghesquiere.
These lists are fashion content at its worst: regurgitated “guidance” with roots that should be more at home sometime around 1950.
While dabbling in vino, German philosophy, or swaths of cashmere is all well and good, a more all-inclusive strain of luxury has been rapidly forming–one that transcends taut definition and allows for an exciting melange of things high and low, textbook-right and textbook-wrong. To put it simply: luxury has been Kanye West-ed.
Am I convinced that eternal coupledom is THE route to take—an American Dream worth having? Not exactly. But, damn, is it an appealing ideal.
Because my brain power is on reserve for non-blog-related pursuits this week, I will simply defer to these envy-inducing images of Joan Smalls frolicking on a beach and generally living the dream for us all.
The Sephora perfume shelves have beckoned to hordes of young girls since my own middle school days, when ones choice of perfume began to connote something more than just simply what they reeked of. My friends and I spent ample time spraying ourselves with various scents and hoarding perfume tester strips that would build up at the bottom of our purses. A detritus of aspiration, if you will—for the seemingly glamorous womanhood that was just out of our grasp.
In light of Cathy Horyn’s resignation from The New York Times and a recent article proclaiming that fashion blogs are “making us dumber,” I decided to explore how, together, these moments represent a larger transformation in the industry: one that shuns individuality and criticism for trend driven group-think.
We just couldn’t help ourselves.