And the devil is in the detail. Nudie Jeans is now vegan as the back patches are no longer genuine leather.
Woke fashion aside, the politics behind fads remain as intense as ever.
In 2017, Meryl Streep refused to wear a bespoke Chanel design to the Oscars after the fashion house refused to pay her to wear it.
Daily Women’s Clothing reported that Chanel creative director Karl Lagerfeld hit out at the actor, saying, “I made a sketch and we started making the dress,” before stating that he then received a text message saying: “Don’t continue the dress. We found someone who will pay us”.
Stars of Streep’s ilk can pocket between $100,000 and $250,000 to wear a designer’s fashion, though within the company they’re referred to as “brand ambassadors.” Traditionally, it’s been big-name actresses who pocket the money, including Cate Blanchett, Nicole Kidman, Miranda Kerr, Reese Witherspoon, Julia Roberts, but in recent years men have gotten a growing slice of the lucrative business, including Jared Leto, which has become a fashion plate for Gucci.
The pressure to wear a sweeping dress continues long after one has also cleared the red carpet.
I vividly remember sitting next to the old Real Housewives of Melbourne star Gina Liano at the Logies a few years ago. She wore a huge white ball gown that featured a ruffled “peplum” around the waist. Famous for her “theatrical” make-up, during dinner Liano had mistaken her peplum for her white linen napkin.
After the awards ended, she rose from the table with a new “Gina’s shroud” design on the front of her dress. As we squealed in amusement, Liano made a B-line to the ladies’ room in a fit of panic.
And what about all the comments about “gender non-conforming” outfits worn by stars of all genders? Didn’t David Bowie do this decades ago? Indeed, isn’t that just another term for that old “unisex” 80s pearl?
Apparently not, as the genre continues to be redefined in the 21st century, fashion has also become heavily politicized in this regard.
Heartthrob pop gods like Harry Styles dress like anything but their butch predecessors of generations past, show up in skin-tight lace jumpsuits and still have legions of teenage girls squealing with delight.
And after seeing Billy Porter’s huge effort to make a red carpet entrance, giant ball gowns and 10 inch heels, I’ll never complain about having to put on my “penguin suit” at black tie ready to use. never.
I’m happy to stay in my gender-consistent lane on that front and stick to the safety of a chunky half-inch stacked heel.
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