Monday, November 26, 2012
Recently Cameron Silver (of the ultimate vintage boutique Decades, as well as of a fabulous life one can follow on Twitter) came to the Corcoran and mentioned a new line of clothes by burlesque star Dita Von Teese (he’s selling it exclusively for now). Since then, I had been thinking about looking up the line for a post. And, then pie happened. So right as I was settling back in to my apartment tonight to write (back from the sticks, and after a good long walk to shake off the pie), I picked up the Sunday Times and there she was (that’ll teach me). Brilliant writing by Ruth La Ferla, epic verbal posing by Dita….a much-deserved portrait of one of my all-time time style inspirations.
I was a fan the moment I heard of her, then as the girlfriend of shock-rocker Marilyn Manson in the mid-2000s. She’s famous for retro performances, more playful than lascivious, including her delightfully frothy martini act.
One of the things I always find fascinating is how DVT manages to be photographed looking glamorous–like a 50s movie still, flawlessly done up, hair, nails, and pose (note the feet) just so. It struck me as odd that she’d have a line since her under-the-radar offstage life–a sort of look-but-can’t-know–is part of her appeal. I’m nervous about all of this planned product-development. Is there a way to go big and stay cult, genuine? Perhaps a woman so unapologetic, so exacting and in-control of her own glamour and self-presentation could make it work without succumbing to cheap, commercial ruin.
In advance, can we all be over the Kardashians now, please?