Unless you're Norma Kamali, circa 1981, it's unlikely that you could have made me raise an interested eyebrow over sweatshirt dressing.
I didn't participate in the Jucification of the universe in the early noughties, nor did Jennifer Beals' torn Flashdance sweatshirt thrill me at the time.
But thanks to a recent editorial in Vogue, I've been considering a sweatshirt--and it doesn't have a university's name emblazoned on the chest.
Here is Alexander Wang's cotton corset sweatshirt, in a perfect shade of oatmeal, just waiting to be paired with a skinny pair of khaki-colored ski pants. Wang both elevates the humble sweatshirt and devulgarizes the demi-demi-cup corset.
But underpants comme des garcons? In brief: of corse-t not.
4 comments:
I don't know which I dislike more, the sweatshirt or the underwear. The corset by itself is kinda cute.
I had a Flashdance sweatshirt! Don't knock it! :-P
But the beauty of this look is that the corset and sweatshirt are attached! I wouldn't like either of these elements on their own . . .
WendyB--I did say "at the time"--I totally appreciate the Flashdance sweatshirt now!
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