MJ Rodiguez in Iris van Herpen. ’24.
It’s almost like you’ve seen it before. Cos it’s Iris van Herpen- reimagined; in place of soft, clitoral flowers, you’ve an angular blooming tulip, granting that gender re- worked impression.
Less, at times overbearing, floral cascades, more tailored beauty.
And so, a deliberate, as conveyed by stiff tailoring, prettiness.
One step further, the design repositions ‘feminine’ as more external, more map-of-nature, than internal compass.
And I heart those triangles, suggesting the womb, the female seat, in a mirrored, surrounding effect.
Embed from Getty ImagesKate Moss at the O2 Festival. ’06.
You mix it up, tactfully, when you need that bit of freedom. Case in point- Kate.
No-one does a festival quite like Moss- here she is in Glastonbury get-up – distressed short shorts, weather appropriate shoes, and a personality top, embellished by fringe. It’s festival head 101. That extra edge?
Contrasting, bright, hard colours. Brandishing spirited, I-don’t give-a-damn, wholly contained in uniform ubiquity. A look for anyone.
Embed from Getty ImagesAnok Yai in Alaia. ’24.
Purple, if you don’t buy as spiritual denomination, is still some form of perfection.
Emulated in regency wear, it’s assertive while out of out of reach. Something just beyond comprehension.
Anok leans against its sophistication in fluid dress suit: mature, confident, under the spell of a good colour.
Where colour and design are inextricably linked, Anok essentially pays homage to the dress’ label:
Alaia of course. Knowing for the flattery of female form, Alaia remains iterative of feminine sensuality.
Which Anok, by association, confidently oozes.
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