Fashion Rehab: Missoni’s Road to Recovery
If Missoni’s SS2011 line was a drug-fueled PowerPuff Girls adventure gone wrong, Missoni’s Pre-Fall 2012 collection is the first week in rehab. That is to say, a whisper of the true girl is barely audible … even though she’s hiding underneath lots and lots of protective layers. She’s taking a step in the right direction, but the road ahead is long and fraught with potential faux pas.
See? The dress underneath all that lime-green and peach hideousness COULD be cute. She COULD make friends in some sensible closet somewhere. But she’s covering herself up with a Hippie-“I live in Oregon but Winter in Ft. Lauderdale”-Grandma Cape. I’ll call it her in-security blanket.
Same goes for Exhibit B:
Is the real, actual Missoni brand hiding somewhere on this photoshopped mannequin? Maybe … Take away that disturbing fur hat-scarf. Take away the TRON belt. Add some fresh, detoxed confidence and lots of bracelets. Add a headband like this one from MiuMiu Resort 2012. Add black leather gloves that stop right at the wrists OR a fitted, black bomber jacket. And to fix the accident that happened below the knees, add a pair of killer black platforms.
Presto! Missoni’s no longer rollin’. Or hiding. Missoni is just … Missoni. (With a little help from her fellow Italian girlfriends, Miu Miu and Prada.)
Photos Courtesy of VOGUE.