Bonus: Outfit as Joke, Secret, Wish, Armor, Question...
Disclaimer: some ontological liberties taken.
Real bonus post hours! As you may or may not know, I went to school for sculpture (lol, BIG mistake), and as such, I often tend to view objects in terms of their functions as metonyms or physical manifestations of phenomena or abstractions: object as response, as apology, as weapon, as dream, as quotation, as mystery, as pet, as home, as hymn, as offering, as refusal…
This activation, almost enchantment, of objects was actually, for me, the result of a pipeline sourced in my love of fashion. Clothes are the most-alive objects in that they are designed to contain, constrain, expand, and outline the activities of living beings—their inherent proximity, both in distance and form, to the human body fundamentally associates these clothes, and the outfits they comprise, with humanity itself. Thus, outfits, too, can be construed as response, as apology, as weapon, as dream, as quotation, as mystery, as pet, as home, as hymn, as offering, as refusal…And on and on. Here are five ways of being that might apply to an outfit (as joke, secret, wish, armor, and question), and of course, five corresponding and shoppable outfits. Let me know your favorite!
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Outfit as Joke
One thing I feel is missing from most of the fashion content I come across (outside of HR and, of course, Magasin) is a sense of humble levity, of wry acknowledgement of the inherent frivolity and awkwardness in fitting something as awkward as a human body into glorified genital decorations. I played that up in this fit, which contains items I think a sentient piñata shaped like a jester would wear.