The Meadham Kirchoff guys scare me.
Last season's "My Little Pony riding whore" collection was an acid trip nightmare which bizarrely, i LOVED (i would say excuse the vulgarity but its too late now) However, for a/w2011 the duo left crazytown behind and crossed the border into neighbouring state; reallygoddamnangryville.
When i was little, i used to get up at 6am to watch "the new adventures of Madeline" I have a couple of the books and still fondly (and disturbingly) remember the opening lines "In an old house in Paris that was covered in vines, lived twelve little girls in two straight lines" Then unfortunately i became an "antagonized" teenager who lost the art of conversation whilst developing a compulsion to slam doors and grunt. Dragging myself to the point of this anecdote, what i am trying to say is that; today Meadham Kirchhoff fused together my childhood and adolescence by finding that romantic parisian schoolgirl innocence that i loved, then STAMPING FURIOUSLY ALL OVER IT.
I really sensed some catholic school-girl angst within this collection while there was also something slightly european, or even Amish, about the pinafores, socks and flat pointed shoes. The tattered edges reflected the struggle to rip out of the uniform with rebellion also inherently lurking in the radically defiant makeup and slightly grumpy sunglasses.
Boucle dresses and bloomers, revealing slightly raunchy laced under garments, told the intended story of the 1990s riot girl fanzines. There was revolt conquering oppression at Meadham Kirchhoff; a dramatic tale, fashionably told.
Last season's "My Little Pony riding whore" collection was an acid trip nightmare which bizarrely, i LOVED (i would say excuse the vulgarity but its too late now) However, for a/w2011 the duo left crazytown behind and crossed the border into neighbouring state; reallygoddamnangryville.
When i was little, i used to get up at 6am to watch "the new adventures of Madeline" I have a couple of the books and still fondly (and disturbingly) remember the opening lines "In an old house in Paris that was covered in vines, lived twelve little girls in two straight lines" Then unfortunately i became an "antagonized" teenager who lost the art of conversation whilst developing a compulsion to slam doors and grunt. Dragging myself to the point of this anecdote, what i am trying to say is that; today Meadham Kirchhoff fused together my childhood and adolescence by finding that romantic parisian schoolgirl innocence that i loved, then STAMPING FURIOUSLY ALL OVER IT.
I really sensed some catholic school-girl angst within this collection while there was also something slightly european, or even Amish, about the pinafores, socks and flat pointed shoes. The tattered edges reflected the struggle to rip out of the uniform with rebellion also inherently lurking in the radically defiant makeup and slightly grumpy sunglasses.
Boucle dresses and bloomers, revealing slightly raunchy laced under garments, told the intended story of the 1990s riot girl fanzines. There was revolt conquering oppression at Meadham Kirchhoff; a dramatic tale, fashionably told.
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