Sophie Elizabeth Casha

Thursday, 24 September 2009

bootay

Look at those cheekbones! I would very happily live on sticks and stones for a week to cut glass like that. She clearly isn't though..

Plus size models? Does the phrase strike bouts of horror deep in your corseted soul, or is this the new frontier in modern fashion?

On the cusp of my second fashion show, I felt it apt to dive into the most highly regarded story to date, surfacing post Mark Fast, who was one of the myriad of designers starting off the week with a bang! (..or a pair of bangers. Too far?).

It seems that the argument seems to have merged into two central points - those who believe that clothes ALWAYS look more elegant and refined on undernourished skeletons, sashaying down the runway. Pretentious as this may be, I must digress that I was a firm believer in the model career focusing on those with minus amounts of body fat, something to aspire to perhaps? Or just the beauty of these girls being handpicked from obscurity, in the hope of defining an age, like Naomi, Cindy and Seymore achieved in their day.

Another point to consider includes these supermodels of a bygone era, but, wait. Bygone? Naomi, at 39 years young, pounded the runway this week in a swimming suit, putting the waifs seething backstage at the amazonian princess putting them to shame. It is safe to say our ideas of beauty have morphed into the personification of skin and bones, from a healthy shape with much more than a couple of bee-stings protruding off their emaciated breast. Could it ever be regarded as a good thing?

The models of today have been supported by designers by stating that they are real women. And people who are going to spend thousands of their dollar on a Lanvin sheath, do not want to see it paraded on a plus size model with orange peel skin and cankles. Well, this I can slightly see clearly. But please, God of couture, give us a halfway point!

This dispute has taken the attention from the tailoring and onto the clothes hangers wearing them. That is all there job description should contain. 'Clothes hanger'. Because, that is their job right? Not to start global wars between Burberry and Balmain (fashion has always been a fierce force to be reckoned with - well, it is religion that causes all the hate in the world). Either bring back the supermodel, a girl to look up to with curves to envy, who your boyfriend fancies the pants off (to your oh-so hidden envy). Or continue with the new wave of beauty, just keep the focus on the clothes, please.

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