The disappearing woman — a couture gown
This week, one of my writers drew inspiration from some fashions by Giles Deacon Couture.
The link she posted led to photos of gorgeous, unusual dresses and a couple of outfits with pants—you’d get the wrong idea if I called them “pant suits.” One in particular took my breath away. So I thought I should write about it.
It’s beautiful and disturbing at the same time. The woman disappears below the waist, replaced by a trompe l’oeil trick: the skirt features a very clear, photographic reproduction of a fancy room—the gallery of a great house, perhaps, or an empty ballroom.
The photograph draws your eye downward, away from the wearer’s face. And the bottom half of her body disappears as your eye follows the streak of sunlight on the polished floor to the window. The window! the polished floor! We’re talking about a skirt. Does that seem as crazy to you as it does to me?
I don’t pay attention to High Fashion all that much, but many of the designers I’ve read about say things like, this from Yves Saint Laurent: