I, like many of you beauties, squander hours of my play time obsessively stalking digital look-book's, editorial pictorials and other fancy shmancy bits and bats. Inspired - indeed I am, many a daydream of endless delicious goodies are spawn from this true unrequited love of mine. However, I find myself gradually developing a distain (bitterness might be the word I'm looking for) for the unblemished mannequins whom are draped in the very goodies that keep me awake at night. Am I alone in my archaic opinion that a piece of cloth is no more or less desirable on the shoulders of perfection... Lust is born from the textile itself and its craftsmanship not the mundane and benign pre-pubescent frolicking model. Times are changing and our obsession with street style photography proves the very point that we take more interest in what Average joe and Jane are wearing than 6ft jack and Jill. I, we spy with my little i embrace my imperfections (not so true when it comes to my monobrow) and I revel in all my average traits. One such designer whom agrees is Dana lee, She says NO to the predictable and says YES to the flawed. Her spring summer look book not only features a simple yet inspired collection but a cast of misfits whom don't fit the ideals of Wintour and chums. I applaud Dana Lee for championing the masses.... All in favour say aye!
Pics courtesy of Dana Lee