dumping most of the full show
February 12, 2015
Kanye West is probably the most polarizing personality in popular culture at the moment. That Grammys ceremony said it all: the strongest musical performances of the night undermined by the assholery that would deny another artist his well-deserved moment in the spotlight. West's collaboration with Adidas launched tonight in a similar storm of conflicted emotion. "I'm here to crack the pavement," his fierce voice-over announced. "I want to create something better for you." But a show that started this willfully late in a schedule as dense as New York's spoke to a certain insensitivity. Was it perfectionism? Or was it simply the event-oriented consciousness of a musician who would scarcely stage a concert with the understanding that his audience has another performance to attend in an hour? That's an ongoing situation with West. Ardent fans will always find a reason to cut him slack. Genius has its reasons.
Still, transplant that genius into a context where its muscles are called on to flex in a more conventional way and different criteria come into play. When West sets himself up to be judged as a designer, he becomes a more familiar, more ordinary creature. It took 18 months to make this collection of sportswear happen. He staged it with the Italian performance artist Vanessa Beecroft, whose ability to strip back everything to its purest form was something he related to. There were certainly enough flesh-toned body stockings to convey the notion of the pared-back-to-nothingness that is a Beecroft trademark. And for the show, 50 models of all shapes and sizes advanced in the serried military ranks that are another Beecroft signature in time to the sonorous electronic chords that are a staple of West's latest sound.
fuck kanye's new shoes, I'm copping juun. j x adidas shoes.
That military aspect was key. West said the collection had come together in the shadow of the London riots, but they were a good few years ago, so maybe it was more an echo of those events that sparked the dystopian subtext of his collection. In a curious way, it did connect with the pessimistic tone of the men's collections we just saw in London—all of it, from the distressed knits to the backpacks to the conspicuous exhaustion of some of the models (do you think they were told to yawn?), suggesting a ragtag army on its rims. The mix of savagery and sweetness in West's recent musical output means it's tempting to assume there is some kind of internal conflict raging in him. That would certainly account for his provocative public persona. It was that suggestion of conflict that gave some spine to this collaboration with Adidas: a protective toughness, a body-conscious severity that made the clothes more than a simple accessory to the footwear that was the predictable focus of the whole event. Even so, it will be the Yeezy Boosts that snare the spotlight. Justin Bieber was backstage in a flash, laying claim to a pair.
to be fair, I'm not the biggest fan of the yeezy boosts, but I also don't wear kicks.
Before the fluorescent lights pulsed for the first time, before the lone horn metronome led the model formation in lockstep, before the voice of Kanye declared, “I want people to feel like awesome is possible,” before a new song with Sia and Vic Mensa blasted through the speakers, and before young North started crying from it all, the inaugural show for Kanye West’s collaboration with Adidas, Yeezy Season 1, was already the talk of Fashion Week. The chatter surrounding West in the past week, about his new Yeezy Boosts, and his wife, and his baby, and his faux-bumrush on Beck, and his union of Paul McCartney and Rihanna, was so constant that he wouldn’t have had to put on much of a show at all and it still would have dominated discussion. But of course, he did put on a show, and somewhat surprisingly, the clothing was as memorable as the surrounding mayhem.
Anyone who had even casually followed Kanye, Kim, and North for the past year will have had a general idea of his desired aesthetic, but it was always going to be Kanye’s and Adidas’s ability to fulfill these desires that would be decisive. For its part, the German sportswear juggernaut has conceded identifiable branding almost entirely (no stripes, no logos, not even in the abstract, as Adidas has previously asked of its other high-profile collaborators) and apparently given Kanye the latitude that he could not find elsewhere. These pieces are militaristic staples, from body-conscious undergarments to camo M-65 jackets dropped to the knee to crop tops made from recycled Adidas socks. Hems were raw and frayed, tops billowy, bottoms either skintight to slide into newly unveiled suede stiletto boots or cinched and ready to be tucked into aforementioned Boosts. There were immaculate flak vests and officer sweaters that looked like they’ve actually taken shrapnel, and everything was said to be unisex.
It all created a sense that Kanye is outfitting some kind of ground force for the muted and dusty-hued future: The color palette is reminiscent of military uniforms past and present, while the nylon MA-2 bombers were presented on buzz-cut models, men and women, wearing brand new Adidas commando boots. With Kanye, anything is possible, and it was only 20 months ago that he released Yeezus, an album of similar provocation. All of this may be made moot when people pick and choose individual pieces, but on display, in rigid lines of expressionless youth, it was at the very least satisfyingly instigative for a line of sportswear.
yeezy and co talking to ALT
They look like fucking muppets. There is no message here, no betterment. Just looking as absolutely fucking stupid as you possibly can achieve, all dressed in muted dystopian garb.
Genius? I cannot understand the stupidity therefore it must be genius!
people on the internet are stupid, and kanye is really a designer aggregator.
he's probably intentionally trying to duplicate pieces he likes at a lower price point to make them weidely available.
even though the addidas collab isn't all that cheap.
the level of ignorance on /fa/ lately is almost surprising.
I kind of thought alot of you would have watched the show, but I guess I was expecting too much
right...it didn't happen at all, although one could argue that those prices are less than the designers where these styles..."originated"
>not knowing jackshit about fashion
>not following fashion week
>not watching fashion shows
>not watching the MOST entrylevel celebrity designer show
well, yeah I remember that, but the number of people shitposting makes it seem like those threads were a giant echo chamber.
I'll come through every season, every other season, and post collections, and the response is always muted, or the thread ends up filled with obvious idiots.
supposedly he working to get them lower, as he implies H&M and Zara are the "goal", price wise
>although one could argue that those prices are less than the designers where these styles..."originated"
No. You can literally buy the genuine article, archival Raf, Helmut, Margiela, for cheaper than the Adidas collab.
>Entry-level pieces, like hoodies and sweatshirts: $430
>Knits and sweaters: $880 up to $1650
>Outerwear: $1750 up to $3800+
>Yeezy Duck Boot: $495
>Yeezy 350 Boost Low: $209
>Canvas backpack: $495
>Leather backpack: $715
>Leather bag: $880
yeah, you're right.
thats a shame.
i'd have to agree.
but I can understand wanting to just highlight the backpack
>>not knowing jackshit about fashion
>>not following fashion week
>>not watching fashion shows
>>not watching the MOST entrylevel celebrity designer show
behold the intelligence of the kanye west fan ladies and gentlemen, marvel at his earth shattering genius, grovel before his minds terrible power.
Looks like shit
>"Let me pay through the fucking nose for lower quality milsurp because it has Kanyes name on it!"
You could buy milsurp, custom tailor it, and it would cost a quarter of how much a single shitty piece here costs. Would last longer, too.
Basically very not worth it.
>clothes look cheap/plain as fuck, especially the vests
can't wait to buy some chinese fakes
they can't fuck these up