As the twin phenomena of regulatory capture and decrepit political structures controlled by a small plutocracy enable a small class of rentiers to accumulate an ever larger share of the world's wealth, our patriarchal society spawns status-obsessed males seeking glory through gaudy displays of finery.
At last night's 12-12-12 benefit show at Madison Square Garden, Kanye West paced around a dark, empty stage, cranking out a 20-minute medley of recent and past hits (from "Clique" to "Gold Digger"). But what made a bigger impression than his stamina was the leather skirt and leggings combo he wore onstage. The hubbub was stupid for at least two reasons:
Yoko Ono has collaborated with Opening Ceremony on a fashion line for men that is unwearable even by Opening Ceremony's standards. Yoko Ono Fashions for Men 1969-2012 "is based on a book of hand-drawn illustrations that Yoko presented to John Lennon on the occasion of their wedding." It mostly concerns itself with emphasizing things like shoulders, nipples, inner thighs and crotches. You know, all the erogenous zones where men like to be kissed and dab perfume. If these are true to Ono's 43-year-old sketches, they are nothing less than visionary because they look straight out of club-kid hell. They are the apparel equivalent of that high-pitched, "Whoomp whoomp!" (or "Whoot whoot!" depending on your region) yelp party people unleash when they are having the best time on the dance floor.