Can We Survive Fashion Week 2009 In Good Taste?
These aren't necessarily the clothes I admired most. I have enormous appreciation for avant garde fashion. Give me Yohji Yamamato, or a shirt printed with a striking Rorschach blot, and I will voice my admiration. Prattle on about deconstruction. But I can't wear it.
The clothes I might wear, had I but world enough and time (gratuitous 17th-century-literary-reference-familiar-from-college-English of the day), meet key criteria. Could I walk out the door feeling appropriate? Do I feel the clothes are worth the money? "Worth" has to be established both by the internal click of desire and a time and place to wear said items. Ball gowns don't count at this time of my life. I might be done with ball gowns.
First, let me make one thing clear. Designer shorts never qualify for High WASP approval. We won't spend $200 on a pair of shorts. That's unequivocal. Shorts are supposed to come from Banana Republic or thereabouts. No matter how often the industry says so, we will never believe shorts are OK for fancy, and spending more than $200 for not fancy is just plain silly.
High WASPs look for several things.
- A recognizable, symmetrical silhouette.
- Just enough interest, and no more.
- Careful use of color.
- An appreciation of fabric's virtues and character.
Although we are most comfortable in a monochromatic world, we like prints on occasion. Best when one and only one is seen on a simple dress. We can't do the whole 25 different prints up down and all around thing. It's a failing on our part, I know. Probably one of the reasons the species is dying out.
Another mode of appropriate is the quirky take on a classic. Has to be worn with actual classics, to make it clear we understand the ironic reference. Aren't making an embarrassing mistake. For example, a bandage skirt worn with what we used to call a camp shirt. A denim block graphic Chanelesque jacket, worn with boyfriend Levis. Or white linen. (Not the pants below. Did I even need to say that?) So as not to violate the "too much interest" rule. After all, we, as humans, need to leave room for our selves to provide interest.
Joyeux Fashion Week - and clothes that make us hop with happiness - to all.
*I openly admit to believing that High WASP means good taste. It's genetics on my part, so I can't help myself. At the same time I commit to your right to a completely different opinion.
**TPP posted the same dress, in the ballgown version. Great minds think alike:).