Ya want me back in the shower, Mr. Hitchcock?
“Dear, one of the young ladies from that Manson family up the street is here selling homemade lunchmeat! Can she put us down for some?”
Okay, that was an imaginary conversation. But this photo here, which I have artfully censored, is an actual “creation” from a fashion collection in Milan this week. I did not make it up.
So what I wonder is, how far does this insane circle of sociopathy extend? Some designer draws a sketch and says, “Hey boss! Look what I came up with!”
Then, instead of having the designer institutionalized, the boss just says, “Great job! Have this made in time for the September show!”
It gets worse. They hand the outfit to some model, and instead of beating her boss to death with a croquet mallet, she just puts it on, complete with blood, and stumbles onto the runway.
But my very worst fear of all is that we might cover the show and just run regular fashion shots of it, with routine captions, as if it’s just an Audrey Hepburn classic little black dress. Nah, that could never happen!
A model presents a creation as part of Seduzioni Diamonds Valeria Marini Spring/Summer 2010 women’s collection in Milan September 23, 2009. REUTERS/Stefano Rellandini