Think of Adidas by Way of Porsche
At least twice a year, a fashion reporter will write an article about "The New Modesty," declaring that clothes are finally returning to well-constructed tailoring of subtlety and restraint.
Then, in the same publication, you will see a fashion spread of an impossibly chiseled man in a python codpiece straddling a Russian supermodel wearing a bikini made of pink dental floss, and you wonder what that writer was on; and if humanity will ever be sophisticated again.
Well, dear reader, I may be about to make the same mistake because - guess what? The New Modesty is finally here! At least it seems as if it is - in the window of the new, sharply cool Y-3 store in the West Village.
Behind its glass-paneled garage door, a faceless male and female mannequin are displayed.
The male form is in a baseball cap, sensible-fitting jacket and knee-length shorts that have retro baseball uniform pinstripes.
The female wears a capped-sleeve blouse, a long skirt with floppy pockets and a wide-brimmed gardening hat.
At a glance, you could mistake them for a humble Amish couple in the Pennsylvania Dutch countryside, or an international D.J. team boarding a plane to do a gig in Reykjavik, or both at the same time.
Then, in the same publication, you will see a fashion spread of an impossibly chiseled man in a python codpiece straddling a Russian supermodel wearing a bikini made of pink dental floss, and you wonder what that writer was on; and if humanity will ever be sophisticated again.
Well, dear reader, I may be about to make the same mistake because - guess what? The New Modesty is finally here! At least it seems as if it is - in the window of the new, sharply cool Y-3 store in the West Village.
Behind its glass-paneled garage door, a faceless male and female mannequin are displayed.
The male form is in a baseball cap, sensible-fitting jacket and knee-length shorts that have retro baseball uniform pinstripes.
The female wears a capped-sleeve blouse, a long skirt with floppy pockets and a wide-brimmed gardening hat.
At a glance, you could mistake them for a humble Amish couple in the Pennsylvania Dutch countryside, or an international D.J. team boarding a plane to do a gig in Reykjavik, or both at the same time.
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