Sunday, June 16, 2013

Back on black

Last November when Margiela for H&M was the hype of the season, I recall marching into the one and only store with access to the stupendous collaboration and might I add fashionably late (3 days after the grand opening to be exact) where I encountered the Horizontal Dress. The horizontal dress can be defined as- a dress worn conventionally with the collar upright and by turning it horizontally another dress form takes shape.  

To be completely honest the duo dress was merely a rebound item as the oversized diaper jeans were all I could talk before the big show. Chaos escalated as my denim diapers were nowhere to be found. Mannequins were flying around the room, kids were being pushed down and everything was getting fuzzy.  It was only because I have never come across a pair of pants that willingly and happily display the gunt with pride. And for that I was overly excited. Without the denim diaper I was incomplete. I also felt cheated as if the entire 10 minute walk to the Eaton Centre was for nothing and most importantly as a fond believe of gunts, I could not take part in the gunt phenomenon with the rest of the gunt part-takers out there. Though in my most dark and depressed moment, the duo dress waved and proclaimed "Meeeeee, it's meee you want." So I contemplated. 

Sure, I have never had as much difficulty or stress putting on a dress as I've had with this Margiela beauty. As it takes me on average 15 minutes to slip on, the anticipation to see me clothed through store windows and car reflections are extremely worth it. I look insane in the membrane. No really. My entire mantra and beliefs lie within these perplexed shapes where the true essence of my homeless spirit comes to life like never before. It is magical.

To top it all off, to accentuate the persona (KIDDING, Reality.), I paired the dress with Alexander Wang look-a-like chunky black platform boots (or Stella McCartney- depending on which season you refer to) from none other than Value Village. And in the words of Ray Charles "What's that? What's that you say? What's that? What's tha?" Value Village is dead? NO.
I figure adding a pair of clear cat eye glasses would mellow down the entire ensemble when in turn it only adds more juice to the madness. I can pass as an Agnes, fo shizzles.

Dress- Margiela for H&M
Shoes- Thrift
Glasses- Courtesy of Brimz

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