They’re mesmerising. Hypnotic. Haunting even. And I dare anyone to walk past the shop on Conduit Street and not want to burst in to explore this collection more.
Even if you don’t like fashion, GOD FORBID, or even if this isn’t really your thing, there’s something that draws you in. This is literally fashion as art, or art as fashion. I never know which round it should go. I guess it’s for the designer, and customer, to decide.
“I wanted to say women are terrible, scary.” Said Yamamoto, of his pieces, that featured some self portraits of the artist, Suzume Uchida, and some of the actress, Eiko Koike.
There is LOTS of this collection I want – probably all of it actually – but the price has, unfortunately, stopped me. One big shroudy T-shirt I looked at in the shop was over £1200. I did a big, fat gay gasp. It’s quite shocking the price of this stuff, although just picking it up and feeling it makes you want it all – the quality is incredible.
But, suffice to say, I’ll be eyeing it up instead of wearing it. One needs something to dream about though!