Are her parents big shot celebrities or something?Her father is apparently a high school English teacher.
The dresses cost upward of ten thousand dollars at Barneys. At one time in my psychological development, this would have made me hate the dresses, hate the designers, hate those poseur Mulleavy sisters, hate anyone and everyone who could afford them, hate capitalism [...] Now I think—when I go into Barneys to visit these dresses (the way I have gone into the SPCA to visit with various animals I can't adopt), to just pet their glorious fabrics and marvel at the endless detailing and giggle at the whimsical appliques—I think: It isn't the dress's fault it's so expensive. I love it like a living thing, and visit it at this department store. I don't love a painting on a museum wall any less for my not being able to own it, do I?posted by eggplantplacebo at 8:30 PM on December 8, 2009 [1 favorite]
Is this wrong? Not at all. They're chosen for their bodies in order to properly carry the clothing. It's a requirement of the job. If robotics were more advanced, we might not even see women wearing the clothes at all.Ok, that's just silly. I accept that fashion at the highest level is an art. But like every other art, fashion has to be funded. The people who create fashion have to have money to live on, and their materials aren't available for free. In this, they are no different from painters, sculptors, and wood turners. The payment model for fashion is that people buy the clothes to wear them. Very few people buy beautiful clothes so they can display the clothes in their houses like a painting. The industry cannot be sustained solely by selling pieces to museums. And therefore, the human body is not irrelevant to fashion. Fashion only exists because it adorns actual, living bodies.
I'd want a hypothetical 13 year-old daughter to be enjoying her childhood, not necessarily constructing a highly-connected blog empire.I don't know. Do you think that smart, artistic, highly-verbal, quirky pre-teenagers usually "enjoy their childhoods"? I think that kids like Tavi are typically pretty miserable in junior high school. Maybe I'm projecting wildly, but my hunch is that her fellow sixth graders saw her as "that skinny freak with the weird clothes and dorky glasses," not as a cool and interesting person with a unique sense of style, a way with words, and a talent for taking self-portraits. One way to think of what she's doing is that she's constructing a blog empire, but another way to think of it is that she's finding people who judge her based on her talents and interests, not based on her ability to succeed in the Machiavellian world of junior high school power politics. The fashion industry might be filled with vipers, but for sheer soul-crushing evilness, I'm not sure they've got anything on your garden-variety 12-year-old mean girl.
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