i live in nyc for about nine months out of the year while i go to school.
this past week, all anyone could talk about was “fashion week.”
while some people see the week as an opportunity for designers to have their beautiful creations paraded down the runway for the entire world to talk about, i view it as a trigger.
to me, fashion week is dangerous.
to me, fashion week sends the wrong image.
don’t get me wrong, some designers, like carrie hammer, have made history for selecting a wheelchair bound woman to “walk” the runway. last february, dkny had “normal people” walk the runway with high end fashion models.
and that’s what gets me: you’re ether an average person or you’re high end.
you’re either part of the average 99%, or the lucky 1% who is considered beautiful enough to represent designer labels.
recently i came across a public service announcement which told viewers to “say no to anorexia.”
this post is not about how much i hate the idea that one person can simply “say no” to a mental illness, therefore curing herself of those terrible thoughts.
i’m ignoring the written message and focusing on the visual one instead.
in the picture, there is a fashion design for a black miniskirt outfit.
the drawing doesn’t alarm us.
the drawing actually looks terrifyingly acceptable.
however, when the drawing is brought to life by a real woman, it becomes alarming.
the human woman beside the drawing looks malnourished, sad and weak.
the drawing looks confident, sexy and powerful.
so where do we draw the line?
when do we speak up and tell designers to draw their sketches on a variety of body types?
i’m ready for a woman with a pear or apple shaped body to appear confident, sexy and powerful in a sketch.
i’m ready for the fashion industry to realize what a dangerous message it’s sending to millions of people, simply by showing a drawing.
you are beautiful.
you deserve to feel confident, sexy and powerful, regardless of your body shape.