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great expectations (LOL).

great expectations (LOL).

Fashion, like any good art, is only improved within great context over time. 

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Perhaps I’ve been spending too much time in Brooklyn lately, but the irony of frayed denim shorts and cutoff vintage tees and grungy boots feels much less ironic than it did say…last year, as to be expected with any trend. Trends, like other things in life, are not reliable. We know this season after season, but like a broken record, we commit and commit and commit, only to find those rag and bone boots on clearance 3 months later and completely irrelevant in another 3. So we’re heartbroken, paying off our Barney’s credit card, all while searching for our next great investment. We knew this would happen. So why do we repeat our mistakes?

Although this previously described Brooklyn look is tired, just as crop tops are a Basic (capital ‘B’ Basic) commodity in Soho (RIP Kelly Kapowski), I hereby declare I will not stop (I CAN’T STOP) because it *just feels right* for now.

In Fall 2011, both Prabal Gurung and Marchesa showed collections inspired by the dramatically eccentric literary character Miss Havisham (if you don’t know who MIss Havisham is then stop reading). Both were based on the deconstructed and unfinished understanding of this broken and distraught woman who was so jaded, she lived her life in her decomposing wedding dress.

Both Prabal Gurung and Marchesa took what should be the most shattered vision of the female complex and transformed it into an ironically beautiful form of high fashion. The misery becomes beautiful, and almost hopeful.

And although that Karlie Kloss opening Prabal Gurung red dress could be the most overused editorial look of 2011, it still gets to me. And THAT my friends, in my humble opinion, is where the trend breaks and the fashion becomes relevant, relevant, RELEVANT. 

Maybe I’m reading too much Sylvia Plath and am too inspired by the first line I ever highlighted in The Bell Jar - "I felt wise and cynical as all hell" - and I’m hyper-analyzing the great unlock of cynicism juxtaposed with hope. 

Now that I’ve lost everyone, I’ll just let you know that I’m going to continue wearing crop tops and skirts and cutoff tees, for now at least. Here are (the best of) the rest of the dreams of Fall 2011, because they’re not quite finished yet…

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****i would like to take this last moment, as an opportune PSA to say Gwyneth Paltrow in 1998’s (TERRIBLE) adaptation of Great Expectations, is quite frankly the shit. 

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xoxo

who needs september / thank you hedi slimane / ANNIE.

who needs september / thank you hedi slimane / ANNIE.

playing with the boys.

playing with the boys.