L-R: Paco Rabanne; ZDDZ for VFiles; Viktor & Rolf; Reed Krakoff; Apiece Apart
L-R: Lisa Perry; Carven; ZDDZ for VFiles; Proenza Schouler
My parents came of age in the seventies and they took me and my little sister to the races pretty regularly when we were growing up. My dad worked in the pits on friends’ cars and sometimes we got to go down there with him and get our eardrums blown by the inconsolable sound of engines and tires all around us. Without any mechanical inclinations myself, but with fierce curiosity and a propensity to put everything into categories, I was always asking and re-asking about the difference between indy car racing, stock car racing, and drag racing. Then there were classic motocross racing and all the varieties of motorcycles. I don’t think I ever figured any of it out, but I can remember the event of going to the races making my nineties upbringing feel a little seventies-tinged, a little gritty and rebellious.
L-R: Public School; Reed Krakoff; Tim Coppens; Carven
L-R: Louis Vuitton; Heohwan Simulation; Topshop Unique; Prada; Carven
As a grown adult I can’t even drive standard, but harbour a special appreciation for Scorpio Rising and a false sense of authority, like I can uniquely gauge designers’ uses of racing stripes, exaggerated seventies leisure suit collars, and brown suede patchwork on the S/S 2015 runways because of my over-exposure to Victory Lane Speedways and classic rock. (let’s roll with it…) That seventies vibe that designers were pushing for this coming Spring falls flat when it’s too polished or precious. Proenza Schouler win this competition handily – their baggy leather midi-length racecar driver dresses are a fucking dream. Carven crosses the finish line second, sending out a crew of Euro racer girls in stiff smocks clutching their leather satchels to their sides like helmets.
L-R: Miu Miu; Lisa Perry; Viktor & Rolf; Carven
L-R: Paco Rabanne; Proenza Schouler; Sachin & Babi; Louis Vuitton
L-R: Prabal Gurung; Miu Miu; Heohwan Simulation; Miu Miu
Fashion month is only halfway through and already the amount of shows to take in is starting to overwhelm. With hundreds of designers unveiling their Spring Summer 2015 collections during this short month, all of the new trends, textiles and colour combos to keep track of adds a sense of chaos to my normally simple fashion life. For times like these, a visual palate cleanser is your new BFF, and what makes a better visual palate cleanser than the freshest, most elegantly minimal colour to wrap yourself in?
The answer to that obviously rhetorical question is nothing. Nothing looks better and is more idiot-proof than wearing head to toe white (except for maybe head-to-toe black). And judging by the SS15 collections, this isn’t a trend that’ll die any time soon. Its aggressive simplicity makes it almost anti-trend, as timeless as a little black dress but just a touch more daring and prone-to-spills. It ruled the runways of New York and London and dominated the street style scene outside of the shows as well.
As the only colour in nature defined by an absence of pigment, white gives designers a blank canvas upon which they can demonstrate their skill in fabric manipulation, experimenting with shapes, and creating unexpected textures. Runway looks in New York and London ran the gamut from distressed denim workwear to tissue-thin haute rags. My favourite look? A pristine white shell paired with high waisted short shorts by Lisa Perry, the innocence of the vintage bathing suit silhouette is spiced up by the high hemline of the shorts and the completely see-through PVC skirt layered on top.
Images via style.com and Dazed digital