Monday, March 19, 2012

WW: Before It’s Too Late

Only at this point, I’m pretty sure it is in fact too late. But like I’ve said, mother nature is one bi-polar hooker. Today’s sixty-five and sunny could be tomorrow’s twenty-two and sleet. Let’s hope that doesn’t happen, but if it does, I have a fairly good idea on ways to infiltrate the sleet. Last week I ran into this woman who claims she’d given birth to me twenty three years ago. Let’s call her, “mom.” Amid the run in, before hello, she reprimanded me for wearing white jeans so far before Memorial Day. I was confused, that’s an antiquated rule only silly sleepyheads still abide by and this woman is no silly sleepyhead so I got to thinking about boundaries and what have you. The way I see it, some of you freaks may take that Labor Day junk fairly seriously too but figure this: fashion is one of the only places in our lives we’re not absolutely forced to live by constraints of some sort and so whichever of these have been bestowed upon us should theoretically have no choice but to forfeit their power and let us do what we do, enter this post, the Man Repeller, etc.

Toward the end of New York Fashion Week, I’d been having this urge to give a try to something Thakoon mastered a couple seasons back: the Ballerina that wears white. Everything down to tights, covered in which. I assessed this craving and looked to the recent runways where in one train of thought I counted Derek Lam, Proenza Schouler, Peter Som, Prabal Gurung, Alexander Wang and even J. Mendel in a non-wedding related capacity, who’d all tested the notion of sweeping winter white on their runways. Spring is all about the white shoe and it seems next Fall will take that sentiment up a few literal notches and so in a very pre-mature salute to just that, here’s this.

Oh my god, orthopedic wear, eureka! Oscar de la Renta jacket, 3.1 Phillip Lim dress, Hue tights, Thakoon x Giuseppe Zanotti shoes. Standing on a terrace twenty-six stories high with none other than camera lady Naomi Shon, here’s a little bit of white on a canvas of whole-lot-o’fun. Unless you’re in Australia, where colder weather is soon to set in, lucky for you, us, whomever, it’s practically summer so you can toss out the tights and instead of wool crepe, substitute some linen. It’s magic part two, really. MaGiC.

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