Unquiet
Things

I’m not over here trying to Statler and Waldorf my way through fashion week (look, I only tune into this stuff when it gets weird and fun, so I have no idea if we’re even in an official “fashion week” right now or what. There seem to be dozens of them? Whatever.) but can we take a moment to celebrate the brilliant absurdities that make runway shows so captivating?

As someone who genuinely loves fashion in all its forms, I find particular joy in those delightfully outrageous moments where designers push boundaries into the realm of the fantastical and farcical. These are the runway spectacles that make you whisper in awe, “what beautiful madness am I witnessing?” I’ve rounded up my recent Favorite fashion fever dreams not to critique but to revel in the glorious chaos that happens when designers throw caution, convention, and occasionally physics, and quite often good taste, straight out the window.

But also there are some things here that are genuinely lovely! There’s room for all of it, the pretty frocks and the sartorial lunacy, in the eternal wardrobe of my heart.

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