Boobs, butts, Rihanna. Blah, blah, blah. I always get the sense that Dean and Dan Cain's design aesthetic for DSquared are more filled more with fantasy, but not the fantasy that is rooted or is a response to a reality but more of a wishful, almost childlike fantasy that purports them as gleaming celebrity Barbie dolls. What a dull point of view and it shows, especially in this ridiculous collection that was inspired by the feeling one gets when you have car trouble. Naturally in this fretful circumstance you would be wearing a rhinestone encrusted sheer caftan and dresses short enough that Britney's nether regions would get along with swimmingly. It all looks clunky and cheap. Does that bathing suit really need all of that hardware? Is this what sexy is? Sex, or looking sexy, always comes across as cartoony and overly cheeky in their clothes. It also reminds me of all the tawdry street fashion I saw in Italy last summer. Imagine lots of treated denim in odd cuts and lengths, too tight tops, and uncomfortable exposed flesh. Perhaps if they ever focused on ideas that aren't so empty and non-directional for fashion their fervent passion for one note presentations involving pop stars and tramps would be a little grounded in something desirable and attainable.
Monday, October 1, 2007
dsquared
Posted by w. at 12:53 AM
Labels: fashion shows, lack of style, milan fashion week
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