As I feared before and shared the cold sweat of terror slowly pouring down my spine, I’m at it again: my latest fashero quest! And that is finding the line between fetish and the new fashion. Because, unless you’ve been living under a rock, you already know that fetish is the new trend.
I’m an amateur fashion (& more) critic in my own way and I speak with words of worrying naturalness and normality about the catwalk ways of many design gods, without thinking about the freebies and the first row invites. Laying eyes on the latest fashion pictorial highlighting Phylea shoes red-alarmed me on the spot. Nina Ricci’s heelless shoes marked the threshold where fetish ended and couture started. (the story continues right after the jump with more images! Click here for the gallery!)
Having a strong inner belief that all things art, fashion and style must spring from the same endless unspeakable beauty reservoir, I cannot bring myself to love the new fetish black drowning the fashion boat lately. Spotlighting what we were brought up with to be hidden and intimate, shouting the unspeakable in our very face isn’t enough to make a designated fashion good or a notable designer better, more appealing, more coveted and wearable. Daring, yes, mais how much is enough?
In our ever growing alarming need to shock more and further haven’t we spawned Lady Gaga? Don’t we love it when she calls us Little Monsters (she even ink-immortalized that appalling slogan on her Pantlessness skin just to make us remember where we’re standing on a scale from black to heaven)? Don’t we make pretty with thorns and ripped materials? The new zombie fashion calls for more. More body exposure, more trips, more toilet art, more hedgehog morphs transgressing into aesthetics.
I wish I could give these personal musings an historic time line and a graphic art situation of our current state of fetish art. Maybe some of you can help me pin down the facts and draw the new fashion war map. Because we’re at war, daaahlings! We’re the new tech geeks, sadly just marionettes in a staged evolution. We’re the fresh blood the zombie fashion was starving for! You thought bloggers were welcomed in fashion for nothing? No-no-no! It’s a mean, dark world out there on the catwalks of the world! And they will eat your very soul if you dare open wide your heart and mind to them! All that with just a handful of freebies and invites. Welcome to my Frizz fort! Let us hold hands and fight against the new fashzombiness! It’s a plan? (photos via 1, 2, 3, 4)
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LOL! I just defended Ciara: she didn’t look “weird” in my eyes….let’s read…..
Do these boots come with matching crutches? How to walk on those? How do I get downstairs? My bruised foot mend every day a bit more and this look scares me to get that hell-ish pain back…..wearing this boots and corsets can make you hurt yourself right?
It’s around though yet in a softened way in the sheep-ish fashion shops as I saw from the corner of my eye trying to stumble kinda elegant through town yesterday.
Let’s leave this to performers or that cute guy who walked around as walking fun art!
I would pay good money to see someone try to cross the street in these things, or walk down the stairs, or run to catch their plane, train or bus, or anything for that matter. :D
I would need it to be filmed in slow motion and the sped up so I could get the full comedic element from it. And yes I would be laughing at them and not with them.
Let’s just say that I do not care for these shoes and I am not impressed by the pretentiousness of them.
Oh and well said Adriana! :)
Bad shoe experience: Bought a $210 pair about 2 months ago and saw them on sale for $170 yesterday. This makes me soooooo mad! It hurt to pay that much for shoes. I wish I could have a crystal ball which would tell me which styles will eventually be the last to sell.
I could wait forever for those shoes – that’s true love, isn’t it! I’m just annoyed to find out that if I had waited a bit longer I could’ve paid less for them. RRRRRRAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!
I “beat” you L.E.M.! I bought the greatest pair of boots by a Spanish brand named Chie Mihara. More exclusive than the great names, I don’t see those anywhere. Very limited editions and sold only in special shops in my country. Price? €395,– and so well made, sighs….. They should carry me through this winter. That was the plan. Though Mother Nature is so angry at us, look at the wheather world wide? I slipped badly on a icy slippery road due to the freezing snow. I was not the only one, ER’s worked overtime….so no walking on my boots for now…..now I’m luckily not a person who wants the latest IT things or am a devoted trend follower so I can wear them for a long time. But still, I LOVE that boots……ROARRRRRRRR!
OMG…what’s wrong with the fashion today. The shoes are funny and I don’t think anyone could walk in them on a normal day in a crowded city :)
So not wearable! What I regrettably forgot to mention was that Phylea is a well known Paris establishment which targets a very special customer: the SM/fetish inclined customer. So that was practically what bugged me so! Spikes, thorns, all those chains (though I love them so), all those strange looking shoes, that’s not fashion! That’s plain odd and I wouldn’t mind having those out of sight and behind closed doors like they were… Why bring them forth? What’s the use?
If you own these I will buy them from you or show me where to get them please
I saw a woman in the supermarket with a shoes like those in the pictures.
poor thing! I hope she didn’t have to carry her groceries all the way back home…
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