There’s nothing in this world that I will celebrate “no matter what.” THAT’S disingenuous.
I only care about the quality of the work. So much of the degradation of the quality of work in fashion over the last decade has been, in my mind, a preoccupation with the “message,” the “intent,” or the “symbol” of a runway show, or editorial or ad campaign...almost always at the expense of the quality of work. It’s become a business of wokeness for clickbait purposes.
I have no issue with diversity within the pages of this magazine or on a catwalk. My issue lies with it tactlessly being shoved down our throats with a heavy dose of an agenda...rather than just naturally, spontaneously and beautifully incorporating different faces into the magazine.
When every issue looks like a checklist, I check out.