Collaborations are Turning Me Into A Hoarder
With all the non-fashion related (yet related) collaborations that have popped up over the last decade my office space is starting to look like a hoarder’s designer paradise. From Coke bottles by Gaultier and Lagerfeld to fashion technology (like a Versace phone) to the Evian stain of couturier glass water bottles. All are beautiful in their own way but why do I need these things in my office?
If thewater bottle was crushed precisely to craft a tux lapel then I’d be all about it but until that day comes I have to say dibs out. I just don’t have the space! I’m more than happy to snap a picture of the one I bought and put it up on my Marqstagram but heck no I’m not going to keep it as a… what??? souvenir of the place I’ve been to… The SUPERMARKET?
It’s novelty and I think they have their place in a photo shoot, a private jet, front row at the Elie Saab Couture show, a glamorous wedding rehearsal dinner, a fundraiser… I could go on. My point is their function isn’t lost on me but the memorabilia of becoming a fashion X other-worldly-goods collector is simply lost on me.
Now Pogs! Those were something worth collecting! If the fashion world all pitched in and made some excitingly beautiful Pogs I’d be SO on board. I’d frame them.
If you don’t know what Pogs or slammers are I… I can’t even…
What is that thing? Oh yeah! “Check yourself, before you wreck yourself.” … whatever the f*ck that means.
Okay so I’m off to New York on Sunday then Los Cabos on Monday for Xmas and New Years so be prepared for some fun outfit posts and maybe even me on a beach… a nude beach… JK you DON’T want to see that!