Graphic tees with balls are perhaps the best trend that Fashion Month has brought forward and I’m not just saying that because of my snarky American Apparel tee, (see: All Blogs Post The Same Stuff.) In fact, what Tommy Ton has captured through London and Milan effectively puts what I tried to accomplish to shame. I
Now, if I weren’t tired from the fast I endured yesterday in favor of repentance and rubber soles and the balls to walls traveling that came directly thereafter (which has, I should include, left me in a hotel room overlooking the Tuileries in Paris–even though it’s not Thanksgiving I am grateful for geographic relocation,) I would write more shit–about the colors, about the graphics, about what they mean, about the Valentino kitten heels tucked out of zoom behind the Kenzo sweatshirt in Figure A. Maybe I would chop up that run-on sentence too but instead, I’ll allow word-fostered confusion to consume the situation and alleviate it by just letting you look with your eyes (and soul.)
I just want to know what they’re talking about and what would happen if I yelled “Obi-Wan Kenobi!” To quote Dispatch, “do you suppose that [they] would coming running? Do you suppose [they'd] come at all?” Go ahead and stab me.
See what I mean? Kids should stay off drugs and it is fantastic that fashion tents are endorsing that. Gainsbourg is god only without the capital-G. It should be noted the advent of graphic tees are no new trend (after all, Givenchy’s rottweiler has been the belle of a selling out $750 casual ball two years running,) but it’s lovely to see the incremental casualization–this should be a word–of fashion. So many more flats, so many more t-shirts. I don’t want to say it, but I think Birkenstocks are distantly next.
See, for example the Osklen version from Tales of Endearment’s Natalie Joos.
Was that deceiving? This is now me. On with the t-shirt, my version of the photographed says Commes des Fuckdown, which is a perfect segue to start discussing the Commes des Garcons mens Star Wars t-shirt I highly recommend everyone grab (or at least emulate) for the upcoming season. Those spaceship cadets were so far beyond their own time. It’s like cats and the internet only without cats.
I’m going to go.