In which T and Lo once again part ways.
One of Scottish designer Louise Gray's dresses was featured in an editorial for V Magazine which we covered here. This is the first time we've featured one of her collections and the very second Tom saw the pictures he said to Lorenzo, "Grab a chair. We're going to need to talk this one out.""What do you mean?"
"You love it, don't you?"
"...
I'll go get a chair."
It's like this: Lorenzo will tell anyone who stands still long enough to listen that fashion isn't just about pretty clothes; that it's about self-expression; it's about owning and using your body; it's about club kids and drag queens as much as it's about socialites and celebrities. He loves this collection for the sheer explosion of creativity and the upending of expectations. He loves the totally unlikely juxtapositions of texture and color. He swoons over the Nicholas Kirkwood boots. He also points out that if you break it down by pieces, there are quite a few very wearable and stylish ones amid all the clown clothes. Tom counters with the metallic checkered pantaloons that look like they were woven out of mylar balloons and considers the matter settled. He agrees with everything Lorenzo is saying in principle, but feels that there is a way to do such designs with wit and intelligence. He agrees that there are a few conventionally wearable pieces but doesn't feel that it matters anyway. It's the more experimental pieces he's responding badly to; not because they're experimental, but because he thinks they're kind of graceless and awful. Lorenzo counters that there is a deceptive symmetry and harmony to the collection and Tom can't see that. Lorenzo thinks Tom is a Philistine.
No one's getting dinner tonight.
[Photo Credit: wireimage]
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