I’m perpetually disappointed by the menswear collections and Spring 2013 was no different. It seems that there are only so many ways to cut a suit, shirt, and slacks.
Not to mention that there wasn’t much for me to grab on to in terms of apocalypshionista finds. Compared to last spring’s menswear collections, this season’s shows are downright sedate.
Also, guys, you may want to keep your fingers crossed for the end of the world because, if we make it through, it looks like suits with short pants are on the horizon for you.
I love this suit at Alexander McQueen. It’s like C-3PO reimagined as a hipster.
Versace opened with a full He-Man/Conan/Thor homage…
Then things got very Zardoz:
This one is kinda cool. Except for the sleeveless sport coat. And the shoes. Dig the metallic harness, though.
I’m starting to think that Walter Van Beirendonck isn’t designing fashion so much as he is just screwing with us. I giggled at the Killer Klowns from Outer Space homage last year. Seemed like a statement about the ridiculousness of fashion and those who enslave themselves to it. The Spring 2013 collection, on the other hand, has to be a practical joke.
Or this? I can get behind the top hat that looks like melting flesh, but the exposed sock garters have got to go.
At Yohji Yamomoto, most of the models looked like they came from the abandoned at the end of my block.
This looks like a reject from the Fifth Element costume department. Also, man nips.
Another Fifth Element reject:
Rick Owens even went mostly conventional with his collection this season, with the occasional Mad Max extra. This caftan looks perfect for an apocalyptic, Outback monk.