Do you like your hard edged fashion in black and white and shades of gray? Do you like your skinny Central Saint Martins “l'enfants”, “terrible”? Do you take drama over comfort? Do you do whatever Beyonce tells you to? Then you might be a fan of Gareth Pugh, the little it-boy who gets off on distorting the human form with inflated dresses and synthetic hair.
I do hope though that his recent blast of more mainstream attention via Miss Fierce could possibly lead to some more commercial paths. Not just because I dream of buying a space age high shoulder padded checkerboard dress from Target someday for $40, but because (according to Wikipedia) the poor guy is making no money and just got kicked out of his squatters hole. Talk about suffering for your art… until of course he takes over at Dior Homme.
But what do you think?