Artists are known for being keen on abusing the thin, blurry, fragile line between  beauty and horror, enticement and revulsion. For its August's issue, the  Vogue Italia team decided to bring out a topical theme, more  dramatic and impact-ful than the portrayal of a putrescent carcasse in that the latter may remain  rather abstract in people's mind. Here it has nothing to do with working out a  completely contrived concept leaving the mere beholder startled. It's  about throwing a crude reality at the reckless readers looking for eye  candies, labelled clothing and sylphlike figures.

 Troughout the story, beauty gets secondary, hence the choice of Kristen McMenamy as the melancholy mermaid. An   outstanding face, a daunting presence, a commanding confidence   threatening the standards of classic beauty, turning them to ashes,   making them sound incredible...  This  grossly sums up the supermodel's  appeal. There's no dichotomy  to be seen within  the pictures. No glamourous opulence showing up among the crudeness. It's   all about upsetting... and evoking.
Troughout the story, beauty gets secondary, hence the choice of Kristen McMenamy as the melancholy mermaid. An   outstanding face, a daunting presence, a commanding confidence   threatening the standards of classic beauty, turning them to ashes,   making them sound incredible...  This  grossly sums up the supermodel's  appeal. There's no dichotomy  to be seen within  the pictures. No glamourous opulence showing up among the crudeness. It's   all about upsetting... and evoking.
 Any fashion editor  having a newspaper at hands could have envisionned to get inspired by  the ecologic drama going on in the Gulf - appearing to die out, at the  moment, though the impact on the environment isn't bound to do so. But  all in all, which one would have been bold enough to publish shots so saddening and thought-provoking? In an industry where the obsession with  making money is omnipresent, and thus where satisfying the buyers is the  main purpose to reach, not many editors dare produce fashion stories likely to burst their readers' bubble - fashion stories that go beyond fashion. It seems like Franca Sozzani is the exception to this dismal rule. And only for this she'd deserve to get applaused  and praised.
Any fashion editor  having a newspaper at hands could have envisionned to get inspired by  the ecologic drama going on in the Gulf - appearing to die out, at the  moment, though the impact on the environment isn't bound to do so. But  all in all, which one would have been bold enough to publish shots so saddening and thought-provoking? In an industry where the obsession with  making money is omnipresent, and thus where satisfying the buyers is the  main purpose to reach, not many editors dare produce fashion stories likely to burst their readers' bubble - fashion stories that go beyond fashion. It seems like Franca Sozzani is the exception to this dismal rule. And only for this she'd deserve to get applaused  and praised.
 It's down to the reader to interpret this editorial  as he wants to. Tribute? Denounciation? Mere whim? Anyhow, if I was to  prove that fashion isn't only a matter of glitsy shallowness and  ethereal, conceptual beauty, I would grab that issue and show it away.
It's down to the reader to interpret this editorial  as he wants to. Tribute? Denounciation? Mere whim? Anyhow, if I was to  prove that fashion isn't only a matter of glitsy shallowness and  ethereal, conceptual beauty, I would grab that issue and show it away.Source : dnamodels.com via Omnis @ tFS






1 comments:
Meisel is too good of an artist to spoon-feed the readers with his own opinion, a virtue worthy of adulation and even more so since it has become increasingly rare on the other side of the pond.
It's cool that you make a connection between Meisel's muse and Baudelaire's putrescent carcass. If I remember correctly the speaker of the poem also reminds his beloved all too pointedly that such fate awaits her in a not too distant future. And that no doubt is our collective fate as this ecological disaster and countless others persist.
Decades from now, when all these excitations - either negative or positive - have subside, what would become of this editorial? I doubt the average people would take the time to dig through google’s search engine for info about the oil spill. Heck, they probably have even worse environmental problems to deal with. Perchance they come across this editorial, would it be able to convey the significance of the previous generation’s mistake – a responsibility that many entrust upon art since unheard melodies are much sweeter? It shall remain in midst of other woe than ours, but as a friend or foe, that is a question only history as written by the next generation can answer.
As for now, people are too delirious and disoriented in this mass outrage against the industry’s “insolence” to give a lucid judgment on the ed, and so even if rational arguments for and against it emerge, Bacchus would probably spill his drink all over them… and ours.
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