In this weekend's WSJ magazine, there is a article about Bernard-Henri Lévy. The following quote has stuck in my mind, wending its way through my mental circuitry, creating a bit of an inner stir:
Fashion is a language, and what is interesting about fashion today is that there is no longer fashion. That is, there is an appropriation of fashion by people in the street. There was a time when you saw a woman who was a high-fashion model, who was a caricature, a cartoon of real life. But now people are more free with their fashion. The most interesting people make their own fashion out of what designers offer them. Women on the street have become hackers of the fashion world. They break the code; they undo and redo. It is the democratization of fashion today that interests me.
Fashion communicates a relationship to the world, to one's body. What is the reply to the old philosophical inquiry between soul and body: Are they at war? Are they in harmony? Are they friends or enemies? There are moments in life, in the day, where the two are at war, moments where they are in harmony, days when you feel at war with your body, and days your body is your friend. Fashion says that. Style says that.
Read more: http://online.wsj.com/article/SB10001424052748704364004576132202535791500.html#ixzz1FAVcPI8k
Levy really manages to capture the essence of much of what I have been thinking about fashion and style of late, and condense it far more eloquently than I could.
