Where’s Our Blue Chip Girls?

Wasn’t Fashion Week wonderful this season? We all caught up with the looks for next spring. Prada’s Japanese “Elementary School” get ups with the cardboard cut out flowers hot glue gunned to fur, Chanel’s “Hula Hoop” bag on the Solar Paneled showcase, and the honey comb hats at McQueen…all was fun as usual, except…where the fuck were my girls at?

You know who I’m referring to: Natasha Poly, Raquel Zimmermann, Coco Rocha, Maryna Linchuk and Sasha Pivovarova…et cetera? I guess fashion dictated that girls with personality, and who were effortless attention grabbers, needn’t be on the runway. But why? Isn’t a “Top Model” what you’d expect on the runway? Not recently. Recently it’s the above average models on the catwalk. The one’s that aren’t risk factors per se. Take for instance Kasia Struss. She’s everywhere on the runway. From New York to Paris all through…but does anyone really care too much? We love her of course, but she never distracts us from the clothes.

I wasn’t alive for the beginning of the 80’s and was but a youngin’ in the 90’s, but one thing is for certain I knew all the big models. I guess you could blame my mother for leaving her Vogue’s underneath her dresser(never to throw out a copy I might add) for me to peruse and admire. Claudia Schiffer, Grace Jones, Cindy Crawford, Elle McPherson, Iman, Linda Evangelista, Stephanie Seymour Christy Turlington, Naomi Campbell, Kate Moss and-Do I honestly need to even say their last names? They shaped fashion and paved the way for models today. But things have changed since then…

They want the clothes to wear the models now. Forget personality or standing out. Just when I thought that a new era of supermodel was slowly arising, they cut the blue chip girls out. Seriously? I don’t know about the rest of the world, but a designers garment is only more fabulous when you can put a name to it. The one Natasha was wearing! Or did you see Jessica Stam fall in that?! I tire of the mediocrity in models these days. Which in turn, I also tire of celebrity. There’s a vulgarity in the industry.

The women on the runway and fill the glossy editorials are good enough amazing! They know how to show off a designers piece in a way that no celebrity could ever pull off. It’s time fashion goes back to it’s true roots. A change was coming. I thought it was inevitable. That fashion would slowly start reverting back to fantasy. The idea of capital accessibility irks me to the point of a repugnance that I can’t shake off. But we shall see. Fashion is a pendulum and it needs to swing back to its true self. The new age of the supermodel will, hopefully, come back and bite celebrity in the ass.