Earlier this week, the lovely Navaz (of Disney Roller Girl) highlighted an article by Suzy Menkes for the New York Times’ T magazine. In it the doyenne of sartorial scribblers rails against peacocking and how bloggers blatantly accept bribes for coverage.
I’m with Menkes on the show offs. Although I’m not an all-black-wearing, dark-glasses-donning old-school fashion journo, as London Fashion Week approaches, I’m guarding myself against the onslaught of the hey-look-at-me Somerset House flash mob. I’ll be on crutches, they might come in handy.
But please don’t misunderstand me. I love street style photography and couldn’t care less if a designer has leant a blogger something spectacular to wear in the hopes that Scott Schuman will snap him/her for his blog. If it looks good, shows thought and reflects the wearer genuinely, then I’m all for it. What I can’t abide, however, is the outlandish outfits that are worn to do nothing more than cause a stir. For me, this is not style, this is costuming at its most vulgar and contrived.
I know it’s subjective, but fashion is an artform and beauty is in the eye of the proverbial. So, as I hobble my way to the shows, I’ll be channeling the understated – inspired by the above and below. I’ll be on the look out for some of the like-mindeds too. Who knows, I might even take a snap or two myself.
And just to address Menkes’ point on bribes: surely she can’t tell me that fashion editorial isn’t led by advertising. At least bloggers are open about it. Transparency trumps hypocrisy any day of the week, don’t you think?
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