With a few exceptions, the general trend so far this season has been to stray from our beloved leopard prints and dip into more unconventional wildlife representations. Perhaps the most unconventional revealed itself yesterday at Jill Stuart’s runway show, when the designer opted for animal faces, not prints.
The female chest, historically a “happy place” for our male counterparts, will take on a new functionality this season as the most stylish wildlife preservation haven. Never mind the shapeless silhouettes that — to an uninitiated man — read more like potato sacks than what they truly are: finely crafted pieces of wearable art. But while we celebrate the opportunity to embrace endangered species in a PETA-friendly way, the men dispatch. They scratch their heads in perpetual confusion while they collectively question our motivation: The bosom is supposed to nurture new life, not endangered animals ... right? Wrong. Put simply: We see foxy, they see "animal plastered across what used to be the preferred region of male gazing."
Nevertheless, we will be storing our animal prints this season and, basking in our sartorial freedom, rejoicing in the wearing of faces.