Okay, I might be cheating a little because this has something to do with social justice, but roll with me here.
The title says “Fashion Edition”, but to be honest, I couldn’t give a wet fart in a mudslide about high fashion. It all looks unwearable and expensive and no, just no. If it’s not black, sorta gothic, or my standard leggings and large shirt daily combo, I didn’t care.
But two years ago, my Twitter feed – where I consume media vicariously through people’s reactions – lit up with pictures of fancy dresses and the stars that I may have sorta recognized sorta. It was the Met Gala, which can go anywhere from “expensive prom” to “Final Fantasy final boss at their first form” levels.
At first I was all “scroll by, don’t care”. Then I started actually reading them. Some of the were reads. Serious reads.
I love Black Twitter sometimes.
So I started reading along, looking at pictures and giggling away.
Last year I was Twitter-following and wanted to add my commentary, but then I choked.
Did I have the right? Was I dissing that dress for being fugly, or because I thought so-and-so was too old, fat, skinny, etc.
I mean, I’m all for self-expression, so was what I was doing being judgy?
So, after some thinking and Facebook angsting (no wonder people hate considering other people – being an unemphatic douchecanoe is so much easier!), I came to this conclusion.
Yes. Yes you can critque a dress, a style, a whatever without touching a person’s race, gender, ability, age, and so on.
For example, here’s what Taylor Swift wore to this year’s Met Gala, with a futuristic overall theme.
That dress looks like foil that had been microwaved. See, no comment about her as a person (though damn, she makes my teeth itch), just that dress which is doing her no favors at all.
Speaking of a dress that is doing anyone any favors, here’s Madonna:
…oh honey why? I just…why?
If you’re gonna rock the sheer peekaboo look, take notes from Nicki Minaj here:
She looks like a LARPer in the best possible way, ready to kick ass and slaying at the same time.
Now, before you accuse me of hating on white people, here’s Nicole Kidman serving some magical Earth Mother realness:
Claire Danes’ dress had my cosplay friends searching for “luminous fabric” on Google, it was that awesome:
Solange. I have more than a few follows that found this to be stylish and unique, but for me, it’s like a Final Fantasy boss at mid-form. Or a summon. I just didn’t like it, though a lot of folks on my Twitter feed totally did:
On the other hand, her sis Beyonce looks like she’s wearing the skin of “Becky with the good hair”.
What should I call this? Ethical shade throwing? SJFC – social justice fashion commentary? Hell, I dunno.
But it’s a lovely once a year hobby. Here’s to 2017