As an adult i’ve often struggled with what life is really about. Understanding what my priorities should be. What’s important.
But i can tell you one thing it’s not. Shoes.
I remember being at a friend’s house once. I knew she liked her clothes. Fancy stuff. But i was still pretty stunned when she proceeded to get her collection of shoes out of the wardrobe to show me. Individually wrapped in velvet cloth in their original boxes. Unworn. She stroked them like a soft kitten. Audibly purred.
Don’t get me wrong, i like shoes. I get a warm fuzzy feeling when i buy a nice new pair. I could go as far to say that i sometimes covet them. But this was different. Even more than an obsession even. It was like she was trying to find herself through shoes.
And it made me feel sad.
I was reading a magazine the other day. I’d like to point out that i rarely buy magazines these days, and when i do i am always disappointed. Ok, Hello – once crack cocaine , now total yawn material. Cosmo, Marie Claire – too much fashion and flounce. I need the equivalent of the Saturday Guardian Magazine in glossy.
Anyway, i digress. I was reading an interview with some fashion people in August’s edition of Marie Claire (if you care about this sort of thing), and all i could think was. “God, could you get any more v-a-c-u-o-u-s?”
Here follows an edited highlight (or lowlight) of a feature entitled “On my wish list”. The fact it’s even called “on my wish list” makes me cringe and want to put two fingers down my throat. “You, like, take it all so seriously you spend time writing a clothing wish list each season?” Sorry to go all Twitter on you but #get a life.
Anyway, on we go with the highlights:
“I get my high-street hit at…COS. You may see rails and rails of jersey and wool, but then you find something really unexpected.” (Alex Styliandis) What, Alex, like polyester/rayon mix? (and surely that’s not your real name?)
“My desert island shoe is…the YSL riding boots. I think every girl should be buying tan and brown shoes and bags.” (Bridget Cosgrave) Really Bridget, would that be before or after i’ve peeled the playdoh off the bottom of my sneakers and pampers wiped the snot from my (dangerously last season) shoulder pads?
“My lust-have bag is…the coveted PS1 satchel from Proenza Schouler…It’s ignited my passion for a hands-free lifestyle.” (Alex Styliandis) Umm, hmm, how so Alex? Does it double up as a bad ass machete to slice your MF hands off with?
Am i going a little bit over the top with this? It’s fashion after all, right? All light-hearted and fun….
For me it’s just crossed that line. Yes, dressing up is fun. Yes, i can dribble over a nice dress or killer heels with the best of them. But it usually knows its place in the pecking order. I just start to feel uncomfortable when people take it this seriously.
We live in such a capitalist society that we’re brought up with an over-inflated view of material possessions. It’s somehow ingrained. And i’m as guilty as the next person. But when we start talking about a handbag or a pair of shoes as if they’re our raison d’etre, the source of all our excitement, our sexual partner, then surely it’s time to reassess our priorities?