These recent images from Yohji Yamamoto are so appealing to me, I could practically eat them. The girl’s Snow White coloring is an idealized version of how I like to imagine myself. The clunky Docs combined with the feminine lines of the clothes is a classic look at this point, transcending punk but still recalling Vivienne Westwood. I also love it because it’s the opposite aesthetic of what I grew up with in California: the tan surfer-girl look.
While the Morticia look came naturally to me, I’m aware it can’t work forever.
But here’s what I don’t want to evolve into:
No no no no no. It’s just not on. I’ll be wandering around in a long nightgown before I go Biker Granny. Let’s hope. If you see me at 80 years old, rocking the Biker Granny, please kill me with a swift blow to the back of my head. Thanks in advance!