“What masters of the techniques of living can the youth of today find represented for them cinematically or televisually? Have they anywhere to turn, or has the generalized proletarianisation of production and consumption resulted in a net loss of meaning, information, knowledge, and technique, such that there is no longer anywhere once can find the reasons for living, that is, the will to live, replaced everywhere by idiocy and stupefaction, engendering passivity, misery, immiseration, and fury?”
–David Ross, The Cinematic Condition of the Politico-Philosophical Future
It’s already been established that I’m just plain bad at updating, but this statement encapsulates how I feel about…everything right now. But this isn’t the place to dump my ennui, so moving on…
I was quite drawn to the pops of red in these pieces:
I absolutely love the poppy and twig prints seen on these silk pieces from the Brian Reyes Resort 2010 collection. Can’t tell if they are illustrations or digitally rendered from a photograph, but they are gorgeous regardless!
Despite the unorthodox, “out there” (and overly precious) references often mentioned here, they are not reflected as much as I would like in my admittedly homogeneous personal style.
Particularly during those bleak, freezing mornings when I’m flailing around still half asleep, can’t bother with much besides making it to class on time. So I just throw on the old reliables that are comfortable and look decent under most circumstances.
How many black sweaters, angular cut jackets and draped tops can one possibly own?
Examples from a recent outing:
I was quite derisive about the “new” Helmut Lang in a previous post, but that did not stop me from being drawn to these two pieces (did not buy).
Biker jacket made out of a paper thin grey leather.
…and a grey silk tank with a similar form.
***My criticism of Helmut Lang still stands- though some pieces are certainly easy to wear, there is nothing innovative or special about it. Just because a plain cotton tank top has an asymmetrical hem or a dangling bondage strap doesn’t mean it’s worth $250.00. And this holds true for so many other overpriced brands within the “minimalist” niche of the contemporary market.
These also caught my eye while browsing around the other day:
See what I mean?
It’s not even a conscious decision at this point, really. These are all quite unnecessary as I already have scads of similar pieces- but I rationalize new purchases by looking for small details that the “old” ones don’t have ..such a differently angled driped, or an extra series of closures. Silly, but I just call it consistency.
As the weather warms up and symptoms of S.A.D. are alleviated, hopefully more ambitious details will be incorporated into the daily outfits…
To this day, I mourn the end the refined, imaginative and innovative designs of the original Helmut Lang line.
Now, a pale and begrudgingly minimalist rendition exists as completely transformed contemporary brand helmed by (of all people) the creators of the Habitual denim line, and is owned by Link Theory Holdings of Japan, which also operates Theory (!)
One season that struck me in particular dates back to later in his career.
The Spring/Summer ’04 collection, also known as “the dragonfly” collection featured for the most part- monochromatic bandage strapped and layered separates, with the exception of several startling color-shot dresses that are some of my favorite pieces of all time.
And don’t forget about the shoes:
According to Lang, the collection was meant to evoke “a feeling of summer — the lightness, the different textures and the colors”.
The glowing iridescent fabrics adorning otherwise basic jersey templates indeed recall the shimmer and slick translucence of dragonfly wings. There is an otherworldly quality the dresses that make them both unsettling and fragile. Yet this fragility is tempered by the severity and contemporaneity of the footwear.