It may come as a surprise to a few of you that I *love* modernism in dress. clean lines, abstraction, angles, a combination of neutral colors … essentially whatever you never see on this blog. You mainly don’t see them on this blog since all of that? appears like hell on me. Pure, unadulterated, where’s-Virgil-when-I-need-him, ooh-look-there-are-the-blasphemers Hell. I might deal with the looking-like-hell part (I commonly look like hell now) however I couldn’t deal with the part where I felt like hell — this stuff just isn’t me.
And it not-being-me utilized to truly bother me — I know, really, that I’m much much more of a cardigans (ones with the typical number of sleeves) as well as bright-colors type of person, however I still drool a bit over stuff like the gown in the photo above.
But instead of mooning helplessly over these things, or, worse yet, trying to remake myself into somebody who looks great in an asymmetrical cream-colored wool ANYTHING, I’ve created my dear good friend Elke.
Elke, I’ve decided, looks amazing in this stuff. Slash of brilliantly colored eyeshadow? So Elke. Vertiginously high shoes with geometric heels? Elke’s signature! Camel-colored anything? All Elke’s cup of tea (and she even drinks chamomile, which I can’t abide).
Elke can rock both the pixie cut as well as the long directly hair; Elke can bring a beautiful, stylish squared-off leather carry without being required to lean to the other side to counterbalance it; Elke has even figured out exactly how to wear those swimwears with metal trim without it getting as well hot in the sun. (And she has a sense of humor, too.)
The reason I’ve created Elke is that I discover it practical to envision somebody loving those clothes as well as truly enjoying them, even if it’s not me. The designs using them always look as if they’d rather be subjected to electric shocks than wear an exquisite dress, as well as when they’re imagined on starlets or socialites those women only seem to be believing “I truly hope this doesn’t show up on the DON’T page of Glamour”.
Not Elke. She revels in this stuff! She uses it to the grocery store! Her good friends all understand that what she truly wants for Christmas is fashion jewelry constructed out of a single slab of something that’s never been utilized for fashion jewelry before, or a hat that’s indistinguishable from a science-fiction film prop.
So now, when I see something such as this gown in the “editorial” of the fashion magazines, I can believe “Ooh, that would look *GREAT* on Elke,” as well as flip on by to the pages where they show the clothes I may really wear. (If, in fact, they have any type of of those pages in that issue, which, usually, they don’t.)
I extremely suggest you get to understand Elke — she always has time for her friends.
Share this:
Twitter
Facebook
Like this:
Like Loading…
Related
Moths in the Pocketbook [caution: long entry]July 2, 2007
Secret Lives of gowns #14March 27, 2008With 80 comments
A Linktastic Friday to end All Linktastic FridaysMay 16, 2008