With the initiation of resort season come the valuably hard-hitting questions that inform some of the most intellectually stimulating conversations of our time. And in the wake of the unveiling of both Raf Simons’ conception of Resort in 2016 for Christian Dior and that of Nicolas Ghesquière’s for Louis Vuitton, the most salient talking point to have emerged in the last week from Palm Springs to the South of France is this: flip flops — you in or out?
At Vuitton’s Bob Hope estate-hosted show, the flip flops looked more like FitFlops, silently extolling the virtues of allowing your toes the capacity to move freely about the cabin while also generating an excuse to jog a marathon on your lunch break in athleisure-inclined runway-wear. They say that three’s a trend but I think two is a solid enough marker when we’re considering heavy hitters like the aforementioned Ghesquière and Raf Simons. Yesterday near Cannes, the designer for Christian Dior built upon a narrative initiated by Ghesquière, showing several pairs of what Amelia insists are “elegant sandals” but what I will call Flip Flops with a capital F.
As is often the case with a visionary, it can take a bit of time to get it — to acquaint yourself with the flights of a designer’s fancy as you scratch your head in humble confusion, trying to wrap what you’re scratching around a fortune-teller disguised as a designer, telling you what you will be and what you might want look like six months down the road.
So here’s where I’m at: I would rather stab myself in the foot than see a perfectly good outfit go to waste care of flip-flop-generated destruction. Yes, they are convenient. They make getting pedicures on a whim easier. They’re reliable. They are often water proof and if you have an obnoxious big toe, they sequester it from the rest of the gang. But they’re also too easy. They don’t offer enough character to pull together a look with the kind of charm that, say, a lace up does. But Dior and Vuitton are obviously on to something that I am not. Maybe it’s another nod to normcore (outside of the microcosm that is New York, I’d likely be hard-pressed to find such vigilant flop-naysayers) or something the start of something new. Are you into it?
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