I just purged my blog of, well, me. After linking to someone (hahaha) I suddenly felt really uncomfortable. And I realized this is because I'm really not the type of person to do outfit posts. It's just not me. This is more of a place for me to sort out my thoughts and post things that I like. I don't even like being in pictures. I might regret this later, but for now I feel cleaner. I need to do this to my closet.
Wow. Much thanks to Deanne for introducing me to this New Zealand based designer, Salasai. I haven't been this struck by a new designer in god knows how long. I mentioned in a previous post about living in the past. This collection reminded me that wonderful things are still being created. The comfortable, waist-tie skirts/dresses, the buttoned and denim shirts, the drop crotch. The simplicity and youthfulness have really struck a chord with me. It's all so perfect for spring/summer.
Now that the initial feelings of infatuation are fading (a good thing, btw), I can see a little more clearly. I think I gave them too much credit because it was a new label. I'm realizing that if this were the lookbook of a brand I already loved, I wouldn't have been nearly as impressed. However, this isn't to say it's not still lovely. Many of the pieces were moving because they were things I could relate to personally. Though I do think there's quite some room for improvement, it's that sense of honest comfort that I appreciate.
(Also, it got me to post. That in itself says something.)
Haven't been stirred by a (recent) editorial in awhile. I've been dwelling in the past if you will. Old Yohji/Raf/HL will always haunt me. Regardless, the styling in this is pretty nice. All the buckles and draping and chaos are just an old habit that I've never really been able to quit. Maybe I never will. My style has been changing, but there are still some key elements I remain fond of.
I hope I can even look half this cool when I hit cold weather. Layered/belted jackets galore!
PS. I hate taking pictures/talking about myself. Why do I have a blog again?
I haven't posted any womenswear in so long. This is a reminder to myself that I am still a girl. These looks I picked out are all different, but in the end, really kind of the same. Draped, structured, pulled in. So good I'm going to have a hernia.
A beautifully shot campaign of beautiful clothes worn by beautiful people with even more beautiful shoes. Seriously those shoes made me crumble to pieces inside.
On the other hand, my outfit posts have been pretty sparse lately. Of course, this is partly a result of it being the last few weeks of class, but also, I've just been so uninspired lately. Uninspired and honestly pretty discouraged. There's so much I want to do but everyday I just grow tired of my wardrobe. This is turning into a menswear blog with girlish outfit posts. I think I need a change of scenery. Fast.
"Raf Simons didn't enter fashion via the typical route, but then Raf Simons is not a typical fashion designer. Perhaps more than any label today, his maintains a commitment to repressed youth -- not the youthful vigor fetishized by biceps-and-pectorals labels like Gucci or Versace, but real youth, in all its awkward menace. Simons' clothes contain the psychic spark of the ignored, the revolutionary potential that builds up during the isolation of adolescence. While other designers do little more than plunder a tired series of late 20th-century youth fads, Simons alone has stayed true to his roots. True enough so that each new collection can still register revolutions in contemporary youth culture -- as well as inspire new ones"
-Raf Simons interview by Craig Garrett 2004
This is a great read. Especially relevant since I'm an aspiring industrial designer. The overlap he talks about between industries is something I've been thinking about a lot. Because to be perfectly honest, sometimes I hate "fashion".
However, I love design. I love ideas. And that is what keeps me coming back for more.
I adore Japanese Magazines. I have an unhealthy collection of men's scans saved on my harddrive. I'm not even a dude. They're that good. The perfect blend of shopping, tips, editorials, runway, and streetfashion. Somehow the Japanese found a way to throw everything into one convenient 100 page or so booklet of joy.
At first it can be sort of overwhelming, with the hectic organization and massive amount of details etc. Kinda like walking into a Forever 21. Okay that's actually a terrible comparison. JMags give me happiness and something to look at for hours. Forever 21 just gives me a headache.