Yes, I would probably get crucified for this, the holy grail of boho vintage inspired couture, a genius whose feet I notoriously grovel and worship at....
I am quite certain however that I am not the only one entertaining these thoughts, as surely how many more outlandish faux boho outfits can we stomach? Snakes,Lizards, cats of all sizes, zebra's. Color, more and so much more color and patterns.Simply put, Pure embellishment hell.
Call me a hypocrite if you want, yes I loved it all with the first collection, even the second and OK the third collection too, but damn it- not on every Tom, Dickie, Jane, Jasmine for monkey's sake!!
But please let's not even start on all the purely awful copies out there, meaning there's simply no getting away, seriously one more embroidered cat bomber or slides and I would have to do something terrible to myself.
How we can all think we are uniquely stylish wearing exactly the same things, simply leaves me bamboozled. Really, owning a wardrobe full of the same shoes in different colors !!!!!! are you absolutely kidding me?
No darling it is not " sooo Gucci" You're covered in fecking cats, get that bloody thing off..
How did we all fall into this trap of consumer enslavement?
So how is buying exactly the same as everyone savvy? I must confess that I am guilty too to an extent, as an owner of two Marmonts and a Princetown etc but that said, show me anyone my age who did not grow up wearing the traditional loafers, re-soling until the shoes actually shout out in pain demanding retirement, at which point the cycle starts again, my excuse, it is my aesthetic and I wore them before they became Princesslytowns / Princelytowns....
Have we now lost our identities or inherent need to be unique ?
Perhaps I am cross because as a vintage lover who seriously enjoyed what I would call the hunt, which my friends would end with immense joy when the universe and all the galaxies align and you find that one piece that complete's your wardrobe .Guaranteed to be owned by probably just you, to be cherished for not one season but for years. A sensation without a price tag which ensured you created your wardrobe from scratch.
Sadly this now comes with a price tag as anyone for the sake of being on trend can now walk into any high end shop and buy vintage inspired clothes and even worse the high street's interpretation of said trend.
One day covered in vetements and the next in Gucci, who do we think we are kidding? Ensuring we all now look like confused faux bohemian clones.
Clones ever so ready to jump on the next band wagon of trends churned out daily by very savvy business men who control our design houses.
We are now so happy to hand over our bank cards, coughing up £760 for snake embroidered slippers today and flower embroidered slippers tomorrow or worse furry creatures in the peak of fecking summer.
Let us not even get into the phenomenon of "It" bags, with a brand spanking new one out every other week , how long does it take to make these bags? If they are so easy to make, why then are we paying so much for them? What are we going to do with all of these stuff when next week's "It" item arrives.. WTF
I recently read an editorial featuring an Instagram star's wardrobe.I simply could not believe how many rock studs( exact same shoe) she had in different colors, even different versions of the rainbow series, really!!!
I could't help but imagine how much the brand earned from that wardrobe and worse still what this lady was going to do with them all as who still wears these shoes today?
Perhaps I just miss the days when an investment buy was special and you waited patiently, saving for the next, when waiting lists filled you with dread, hope, excitement and receiving notification of items coming up for auction just filled you with so much nervous excitement, bidding and sort of hoping you win but knowing better.
Perhaps I just need to wake up and get with the program, only this is impossible as how can people actually afford these multiple purchases? Can we just go back to how life was? When people had individuality and style was inherent or very well cultivated.
Ok rant done, I love Alessandro Michele, I just wish we would all try to find our own unique style and rock it, I am probably also loosing my marbles now cooped up in my house for too many days on end, oh also Woowoo is not fat but pre.....
yup that's all I've got to say today, thank you for stopping by, leave a comment below, tell us what is irking you today, what " It" item you love and why or just say hello.
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