Fabulously Fashionable

We have natural disasters, some big some small. We have something going on with the politics- all around the world actually… but what is truly important, and what will be shaking the international media universe up for weeks to come and not only has the full potential to have palpable repercussions upon your life and private bubble, but also on inspiring thousands upon thousands of people is, Fashion Week 2010.

Hello and welcome to one of the biggest shows spattered with colour, pazazz, style and size 0. Although the fashion world has been in uproar over the recent death of Alexander McQueen, who else better to tell you, that The Show Must Go On? And dammit it does. The designers design, the models perfect the art of clothes horse and sashay, whilst the rest of the world await with baited breath to see what Style will dictate our wardrobes for the coming months.

It would appear as though the famous peoples are setting a trend for the frills and bold colours, whilst the designers are having more of a field day with the different shades that can be found between white, whiter, black, blacker and that fine line in between…

I kid, of course. We also have a range of metallics making their way into our lives. It is being called Grubby Gold, which of course instantly makes one think of being filthy rich, which by the by, you would have to be to own some of the pieces being paraded.

I’ll tell you what does have all the promise of being terribly thrilling though; wearing ones underwear on top of ones clothes. Now, I am not talking about doing your own little version of Superman with your Speedos on the outside of your trousers, because, well, just, don’t do it – for everyone’s sake but mainly mine...

No, we are talking sexist fashion for women. We are talking corsets under a blazer, sexy bras peeking through and most probably suspenders akimbo, but I feel this is a more personal preference. It is the very image of the empowered woman walking nakey down a street, because bloody hell, she can – this is how much we’ve advanced over the years. And men, this is not for you, because although you are more than able to fanny down a street in your boxers I am sure it would not be the height of fashion, but more so a question mark on your mental health.

Another thing that has appeared to make a comeback, other than denim - yes, denim is slapping us all in the face again; as if it weren’t hard enough to find that perfect pair of jeans, we are now being confronted with how best to fashion the hillbilly dungarees PLUS the golden rule we have all grown up with, (I have anyway), that denim on denim is a resounding No. Well, we are now being encouraged to become a walking advertisement for a Western, but in the most fashionable manner…it’s nice when life’s not a challenge, right?

Other than this delightful denim affair, another matter which has appeared to slip unnoticed through the fashion net is size 0. They are everywhere. You know how that little kid saw “dead people”? Well I’m seeing nobly knees and lollypop heads. Everywhere.

Once more the fashion world is being represented by the abnormally thin. And this is not some personal size-ist rant, rather, a point of view that I believe begs the question of what is it that we consider Art these days?

Is it to see fabulous materials clinging softly to the sensual curves of the female body, punctuated with a gait full of passion for the beautiful? Is it for every turn and swirl to be infused with a wondrous perfume full of flare and finesse? Or is it for the materials to hang off the bones our society craves so badly, with knees protruding rudely from beneath wild silk? Every gasp from the audience not being one of amazement at Art encapsulated, but concern for the tottering human before them?

This portrayal of art tarnishes slightly the glorious world that is that of the fashion dreamers. But as humans, we adapt and conform and mustmust seek the silver lining in all. Though I must say, I believe the silver lining in denim on denim has been deeply sewn in and we could find ourselves searching for some time…