Is there anyone who doesn’t like these gowns? They are quite remarkable, and slightly odd, the components of golden metallic star belts/bodices, feathers, pleats, crystals, and sequins are almost an unlikely proposition: draping, cinching, wrapping, and frothing around shoulders, waists, and skirts of soft pastel chiffon and taffeta columns. I can hear Tim Gunn’s cautionary murmur.
But they are so restrained in their opulence, symmetry and proportion controlling the luxurious excess.
Is there anyone who wants to talk about sacred and profane? Fashion design from holy imagery? The Oscars aren’t an Annunciation, or a cause of spiritual ecstasy. But before we are hasty, consider the Renaissance itself for its admixture of the sacred and profane, no less so than our own times. Perhaps Fra Angelico created in grace, but the Renaissance patron-artist system was a working success story of money, prestige, politics, and power - sounds very modern.
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