oookay. between this and the show notes: where do we begin?
i'll put it out there: she is not intelligent, clever, nor skilled enough to create an original or refreshing collection challenging the status quo or conservative conventions on femininity and masculinity. it's too advance for her.
she is a proud member of the circle jerk social media echo chamber throwing out lofty, verbose word-vomit and proselytizing about feminism and inequality without really understanding what these ideologies mean in a structural, material sense. she has no sense of real history, only a superfluous cherry-picked, decontextualized awareness of such things.
people like her put on such a lame show, expounding on paragons they themselves fail to live up to and cannot articulate through their chosen art form. she simply can't do it. they have lost themselves in the swirling galliano-mcqueen-westwood myopia so much they don't know which way is up. it's opposite day everyday for these lost folks. it's perpetuating a lie until it becomes true, but there is still no truth, no authenticity in what they do or say. just a mimicry and a cry for help. there is no story, no anchor for this collection giving it substance and a purpose beyond looking like burn pile worthy rejects for that hulu harlot tv show about 18th century british prostitutes. (shoutout to samatha morton, she was great in it)
destroy the moodboard and start afresh. completely tabula rasa. her own culture has a wealth of inspiration - start there. lowkey pains me to say this but look at ulyana sergeenko on how to embrace culture in a tasteful sense. her women know themselves, exhibiting a sense of power without an over-reliance on sex to do so. otherwise, continue believing your full potential is this the mid-tier, back alley, drunk, rode-hard-put-away-wet dominatrix mess.