I remember seeing this girl leave the Theyskens’ Theory show four seasons ago. That was when the brand’s title still maintained the anterior Theyskens’ last name as a precursor and uncharacteristically held shows at The Park Avenue Armory.
My reaction to the arresting holes and shredding on her pants (are they pants?) was akin to the reaction that a BuzzFeed writer might have upon learning that a viral top-ten list, written by someone else, is flourishing elsewhere, which is to say, Why didn’t I think of that and exploit it first?
The thing of it is, unlike in the case of the hypothetical BuzzFeed writer, even if I did think of it, how would I have been able to execute such articulate and deliberate damage to a pair of jeans that likely had to be cut (silhouette-wise) very precisely in the first place to function, sans front-thigh-covering, this successfully? They’re essentially denim cut-offs that come with corresponding shin guards and for that bite of brilliance, four seasons ago, a unilateral google image search ensued.
What I learned is that the pant-short-shin-things and the analogous frayed jacket (which, frankly, makes the damn look) come care of a London-based designer called Marques’Almeida. Online, I could see the denim, I could see myself in the denim, but it was no where to be purchased. No price tags, no shopping carts, just fairy dust left over from my dejected hope.
Almost immediately, I fell down a rabbit hole that rendered anything unripped obsolete. And it took time to climb out from said hole but I did it. Then, as fate and my unusual fortune would have it, Google Chrome left me face to screen staring a similar, up-for-purchase jacket, pants still effectively mythical, in the pupil-less eye last week.
I would settle for the jacket and forgo the jeans. Of course! Beggars can’t be choosers after all. But then, prices uncovered, shopping cart in near distance and burgeoning hope back on my side, it occurred to me that at a stifling $416 per jacket, I might have to become a beggar to afford to look like one. So will I do it? Should I do it?
For the purpose of this far-from-conundrum and of course, to get you talking, I have to ask — and bear in mind my ethos, that you can’t really put a price tag on flagrant creativity: how much money is too much money to spend on a jean jacket?
…How about a dress?