IT BLOWS MY MIND how one person could decide what's interesting at the moment and have the entire world follow. Recalling the extremely low-slung jeans I had worn back in college, along with every other female in school, at the mall, in the streets, we may not have realized but the trend hailed from a single collection, designed by a single man, featured on a single show.
They were called bumsters, from Alexander McQueen's 1996 show; trousers worn so low on the hips, they made the plumber's crack fashionable and the spinoff muffin top, unfashionable. The hip-hugging pant revival by the designer invaded pop culture, influencing young adults and teen girls all over the world to go obscenely low and incite disapproval from schools, churches, even a number of medical practitioners. Meralgia paresthetica anyone?
Then came a slew of magnificent oddities, some which remained as spectacles on the catwalk and others that permuted and disseminated into the everyday person's wardrobe.
But the most iconic among McQueen's iconic creations would be the fashion house's signature skull detail, printed on silk scarves and adorning knuckle-duster clutches, amongst other applications. The skull bridged the gap between subcultures, introducing elements of biker and goth into the stiletto-trotting city girl's life.
And so with Día de los Muertos skulls popping up around us, we recall that one man, that gran calavera, who by his brilliance, hypnotized us all into deeming fashionable what we never considered to be.
Though I am quite glad that the low-waist trend is dead, I guess it only takes a couple more years and yet another influential figure to bring it back. Please no.
Skull Box clutches from Alexander McQueen, www.alexandermcqueen.com