we have heard it one too many times.
no more splurging, just cautiously adjust to the times and pause.
so here’s how it goes.
"how could I resist those perfect black platform booties I have been searching for since the September Vogue came out. that’s an investment I will wear every day."
then.
"remember I always wanted that black Tuxedo jacket with satin lapels? they called me they had my size left and it’s a sign. it will last forever, it’s a closet staple that even girlie will be able to enjoy it when she grows up."
now, I must complete the look with a white tank and black sequined leggings and I can easily do it with less than $50 and still be fabulous. the perfect envelope clutch and some bib black onyx necklace I found at the Sunday’s flea market. here is where the ”workerist” comes out. that’s where Haute Gamme meets Hobo. it is the Depression Era of 2009. they also call us “frugalista”, which for some reasons reminds me of the latest Paris Chanel show: barn, hay and Couture.
the question is : are we wearing Couture in a demure, understated way or are we launching to the stars regular, basic, everyday, washer and dryer clothing.
are we finding an excuse to wear Couture on a daily basis taking it a notch down with the ribbed white top and flip flops? or are we “dressing up” the basic with some glamorous, stunning piece of Couture? the difference is subtle, the message is bold.
before it used to be: you are either the aspirant (able to only acquire one couture piece for the season and got to mix it with my closet) or you are the “got to possess the entire look n.14 from the fall runway and will have to be the first”.
to me, no matter which role you cover, the new Depression era allows everybody to enjoy, own, interpret High Luxury.
am I right?
