This probably, nay, definitely sounds redundant but phew praise the Lord, thank heavens, the resort collections were choc full o’man repelling garb to ensure at least a six month longer lifespan for this here blog! I’ve been thinking a lot about what the following seasons will hold: whether we’ll take down the turbans in favor of, say, graduation cap inspired head gear, if we’ll switch in the animal prints for actual livestock and most importantly, if MC Hammer will continue to live on deep into our hearts and thighs.
As it happens, the worlds not ready for grad caps and livestock and while some of you may be torn up over it, the bright side promises innovative ways to wear the old trends.
Take the turban for example. Missoni combines Sikh-chic with yeshiva-chic and to promote peace in the Middle East without even opening ones mouth. Here, here!
Onward and upward. Other brands ensured the continuation of beloved trends we may not be ready to bid farewell.
See, 3.1 Phillip Lim guaranteed more monochrome for seasons ahead and perhaps more remarkably, tailored wide leg pants, fit for a little person, meant for an amazon.
Mulberry promised more kitsch, like pears with eyeballs plastered across ones chest and animal print pumps with socks.
Stella McCartney offered a sincere shout out to butterflies, pre-butter and fly. Cue the satin striped cocoon. This one is high on my lust list, I hope someone asks me to hug them while wearing it.
showed more temple toppers.
This time they were Royal Wedding friendly.
Michael Kors started a neon-a-thon of his own.
jumped in leg first, literally
, promoting one of the first comtemporary tries at the pant-under-skirt, skant going forward, trend. Cue Givenchy S/S 2011.
No prescription? No problem. Let’s not forget to lend praise to the bifauxcals.
Perfectly printed lady boner, boners boner boner. Boner.
While I got a good kick out of perusing all the collections, the most interesting to peep was Chloe‘s. She’s decidedly taken a more contemporary approach this year in what seems like an effort to mimic the traditional style blog, you know, if all blogs are stationed in Paris, wildly well shot, well edited, and featuring only Chloe runway. Here’s to acknowledging our presence,
Blogger model roams around outdoors. She wears a tent like overcoat with matching shorts. Monoprinting at its finest. Plus two for ballet gladiator hybrid flats.
She nails the blogger shot, too. “Is there a camera in front of me? I just don’t know, I’m too busy analyzing this patent leather rubbing up against my peplum.”
“I don’t see you. Just kidding I do. I don’t. I do. I don’t. I do.”
Oh you know, just being of the people. Waiting for the bus, wearing head to toe sequins.
And that’s that.
Chloe diversion aside, I conclude saying this:
keep doing what you’re doing, repellers. It’s working. K…bye!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Also, actually, last thing. A very important question:
Would you give up vision for a Balenciaga visor? I think I would.