4.8.09

upto my knees in fabric

i never really got into the knee-high socks and stockings trend. i had thoughts along those lines and suddenly flashbacks of a flitting teen britney spears and cheerleaders/school girls in general ensued. i envisioned Tokyo tourists doing bunny ears at Darling Harbour. but in light of seeing The Sex and The City Movie...seeing SJP in those ankle boots with her Prada purse, and le gloves? what a heavenly combination! big props Patricia Field. zing! it just seemed so defiantly stylish for her to don them the way she did.


and believing i was Carrie Bradshaw (for the first time since the day before) i went out and bought myself a pair. actually two. exhibit A is a black opaque pair with fine lines that look like dents (see the white pair below), purchased from Sportsgirl. exhibit B is a raunchier black version. they're like the doily type if fishnets were placemats; ending up with them at David Jones from going bananas one afternoon in the stocking section pre-winter was a pleasure (you know what i mean girls, they're all lined up, each differing ever-so-slightly from the next...so what are you doing just standing there?) and they go swimmingly with my white Little Joe silk dress teamed with my black patent heels...but i am yet to wear this ensemble!!!??? it's ok. i like looking at them. but exhibit A i can never look at because they're GONE. i lost them. i've checked/ransacked my room and my drawers like a fat kid searching for mudcake since i discovered this, but nothing. well, a lot of nothing.
so then Prada did their own version last year.


then along came Erin Fetherston.


and all of a sudden they seemed more feminine than those school girls and more classy than those cheerleaders, and made my legs look great, so on the bandwagon i leaped. lovely. but then there's the issue of what type and colour shoes you team them with - too light stockings teamed with too dark shoes with peep-toes makes you look like the heeled edition of the man in the grocery store who unashamedly wears socks with sandals. and this is where i go no siree. but alas, it seems our saviours, the designers of today have found a way around this. just make knee-high SKIN TIGHT boots. and i mean skin tight. they're pretty and chic nonetheless.

today was the launch for the David Jones spring/summer collection and not i, but six unfortunate dressers were lumped with the task of getting a model leg into shrunken Willow suede boots of the knee-high variety. it was stressful to say the least. if her foot was not in 'em by the time models had to line up you would use all your arm strength and vegeMIGHT to literally shove it up in there and zip it AND ever so delicately so you didn't lose skin along the way.
in my adventures at fashion week in april i dressed my model in less life-endangering and extremely swish sequined numbers by Kate Sylvester. they didn't cover the foot, but were simply strapped on under the sole of the shoe, zipped up the leg, and voila! instant glam ma'm.


so from someone who doesn't go out of her way to follow a trend, embrace this one if you really do love it, but go away if you're a school girl or a cheerleader. you lot had your limelight in the '90s, *waves cane in the air*: these ones are reserved for the rockin' ladettes of the noughties.
p.s. i'm lovin' the ones that come above the knee.




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