for yohji, each garment is a postponed crime.
at least it used to be.
does he still retain such intensity?
what he wanted to do, what he had to do, what he didn't mean to do, etc..... there should be various things in one collection. and I see his honesty in the tailored midsection. the pieces are not ornamented especially, but they are more beautiful than any ornaments.
of course the last group looks really great. my brain thinks it leaves nothing to be desired. but somehow it doesn't touch my viscera directly.
does the venue still always demand spectacular performances?
here a designer is not one that designs. it is one that is made to design. a vaudevillian overworked by dreams.
he can offer to the fashion future something simple and serene in his particular way that is not immobile, sleepy, nor reconciling. even though it may not be easy.
at least, to revive and insert the lost aesthetics, like the subtlety of the first track on B-side of the vinyl album, seems like his job today. to redeem the defeated.