Hey gang. Sorry for the lull in posts. I have been battling with the cold-blooded villain more commonly known as Fashion GPS. While this innovative technology is supposed to simplify the fashion-show invitation/seating process, for some reason I am finding it incredibly daunting. One wrong move and Meredith Melling Burke is on the receiving end of an e-vite intended for the good folks at Meniscus magazine. That’s a lose-lose situation, any way you slice it.
Tonight, I want to shift gears from the world of female fashion and try to wrap my head around Men’s RTW for once. I know at least a few men read this blog (there are dozens of you) and I wanted to give my boy babes a preview of what is coming their way this Fall.
For some reason creativity in men’s clothing design does not bode well for this jBlogger. While I am totally cool with a Viktor and Rolf tulle masterpiece that looks like its been nibbled by mice, the simplest deviation from the trouser/shirt combo for a dude leaves me thinking “what the what?”
Case in point, the following absurd creations that graced the runway in Paris: Shorts with weener holes at Commes de Garconnes, leather ponchos befit for JP from “Grandma’s Boy” at Dior and crushed-velvet mock turtlenecks from Rick Owens. I feel like I’m taking crazy pills here!
So not fetch.
