Sunday, June 14, 2009

Kafka on Dresses

Photo from Alexander Mcqueen F/W 09:

"Often when I see dresses with many pleats and frills and flounces, draped beautifully over beautiful bodies, then I think to myself that they will not long be preserved in such a condition, but will acquire creases that it will be impossible to iron out, dust in their details so thick it can no longer be removed, and that no woman would wish to make such a sorry exhibition of herself as to put on the same precious dress every morning and take it off at night.
And I see the girls who are certainly beautiful, displaying various attractive little muscles and bones and taut skin and masses of fine hair, and yet daily appearing in that same masquerade, always laying the same face in the same hollow of the same hands, and having it reflected back to them in the mirror.
Only sometimes in the evening, when they come home late from a party, it looks worn to them in the mirror, puffy, dusty, already seen by everyone, almost not wearable anymore."

-Franz Kafka