Showing posts with label Alexander McQueen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Alexander McQueen. Show all posts

Monday, July 4, 2011

Love. Loss. Wore.

At a 2009 symposium at the National Gallery of Art, Stephen J. Brooke, Associate Professor of History at York University in Toronto, spoke about the people in Bill Brandt’s photos and mentioned “dress as a signifier of class.”

Dress today is a signifier of a different sort of class: poise, confidence, behavior as opposed to social station. I also mean those who are in a class by themselves, using fashion (couture—haute or not) to project an image, story, or fantasy.

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"Savage Beauty," The Met Museum’s homage to the late Alexander McQueen, immersed me (and throngs and throngs of other beauty-seekers) in imagination, mythology, and some pretty heavy duty themes. What struck me was the combination of superb command of craft and materials (Gaga’s meat dress wasn’t in the show, but a gown enhanced with live flowers was in its beauty-that-must-die glory).

McQueen’s shows seemed like performance art, with his work as costumes in his runway collections/dramas. I loved the dress that was spray-painted by robots while worn by a model on a turntable as well as a gown made of shells. The Japanese ensembles are extraordinary in their fabrics and craftsmanship.




The house of McQueen sponsored this sadly astounding homage to the bright light who snuffed himself out.

Images are screenshots from video narrated by Metropolitan Museum curator Andrew Bolton.

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Somewhere, I read about Patti Smith's strong sense of fashion. I had reckoned that whoever wrote about Patti Smith’s style meant the skinny jeans or white shirts made iconic by Robert Mapplethorpe’s photos. Wrong.

In her poetic, brilliant, bittersweet Just Kids, Patti Smith describes a number of her outfits. If dress is a signifier of class; it can also be a signifier of someone being in a class by herself, not to mention memories, events, or seeking and ultimately finding a style.

These snippets below, about outfits, are supporting details in Smith’s tribute to her extraordinary life with Mapplethorpe (who suggested she wear a white shirt for the Horses cover shoot). For the bigger vision, it’s worth reading the book.
“I was wearing a long rayon navy dress with white polka dots and a straw hat, my East of Eden outfit. At the table to my left, Janis Joplin was holding court with her band. To my far right were Grace Slick and the Jefferson Airplane, along with members of Country Joe and the Fish . . . “ [Oddly, weeks before reading Just Kids, I almost tossed out a 1970s paperback of East of Eden but kept it. Now, I’ll skim it to see what makes an “East of Eden outfit"].
Paperback page 105.

“We had never been robbed before, and Robert was upset not only about the expensive camera, but about what it indicated: a lack of safety and invasion of privacy. I mourned the loss of the motorcycle jacket because we had used it in installations. . . . The thief was possibly daunted by my mess but did steal the outfit I had worn to Coney Island on our anniversary in 1969. It was my favorite outfi, the one in the picture . . . ” [on the frontispiece of the book].
Paperback page 207.

“The stars were lining up to enter the Ziegfeld Theatre for the glittering premier of the Film Ladies & Gentlemen, the Rolling Stones. I was excited to be there. I remember it was Easter and I was wearing a black velvet Victorian dress with a white lace collar. Afterward, Lenny and I headed downtown, our coach a pumpkin our finery tattered . . . “
Paperback page 239.

“Wishing to add a guitar line that could represent the desperate desire to be free, we chose Tom Verlaine to join us. Divining how to appeal to Tom’s sensibilities, I dressed in a manner that I thought a boy from Delaware would understand: black ballet flats, pink shantung capris, my kelly green silk raincoat, and a violet parasol . . .” Paperback page 241.

“[Robert Mapplethorpe says] You know, I really like the whiteness of the shirt. Can you take the jacket off?”
“I flung my jacket over my shoulder, Frank Sinatra style. I was full of references. He was full of light and shadow.
. . . He took twelve pictures that day. . . .
When I look at it now, I never see me. I see us.”
Paperback page 251.

“I wrote the poem for his memorial card as I had done for Sam Wagstaaff. On the twenty-second of May, Fred and I attended the service at the Whitney Museum. Fred wore a suit of indigo gabardine with a burgundy tie. I wore my Easter dress of black silk velvet with a white lace collar. . . .”
Paperback page 288.

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Pluck. Kindness. Loyalty. Love. Strength. Perseverance. Collaboration. Costume.
“Savage Beauty.” Worth the wait. Just Kids. Worth the read.


Just Kids, Patti Smith. Ecco, an imprint of HarperCollins Publishers, 2010.

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Style as Signifier


As someone interested in costume and costume design, I've always loved what people's clothes say about them. I don't mean simply stuff like "put the ingenue in white or dress the heroine in red in the last act." A master class in Semiotics-meets-Style, Debbie Millman's Design Matters discussion with Kate Betts makes wonderful points about how Michelle Obama's style is a strong signifier for Obama's administration. Of course, it helps to have both substance and style. Michelle Obama has 'em.

A striking moment in the interview was about Hillary Rodham Clinton, who worked hard—which in an ideal world would be enough. It isn't. As First Lady, Clinton searched for her style. Betts credits Clinton for paving the way, but the truth is that Hillary doesn't have the same style and charisma. Confidence and being comfortable in your own skin (in the First Lady's case, very buffed skin), not to mention pageantry, can send a message. I know we were just discussing yeoman-like work and its importance, which may make this post seem weird, but I submit that Rollins very much has his own style.

Back to Michelle O, here's a bit more from Betts and Millman about how the marvelous is the message: the red dress that US designer-loyal Obama wore at the January 2011 China State Dinner made a statement. Betts notes that the "Chinese symbolism of red for luck and success" signalled that the dinner was about world, not local, politics.



Image cropped from The Huffington Post Style Page. Photographer credit not apparent.