I still hate suits. I thought that ,maybe, my hatred would have subsided or possibly even turned into love for this particular area of fashion; but no. For me, the most important function of fashion is honesty, for the clothes to be a genuine representation of the wear and in a suit this is impossible. In its 300 ish year history it has become laden with association and connotation. So often it is used to hide something about the wearer, to present a false image of themselves to the world. My garment explores this dishonesty; it consists of 9 nearly transparent suits of increasing size layered one after the other until the become completely opaque but in hiding themselves under all of these suits they have become consumed, entombed and restricted to the point where they can no longer go out into the world in the way that they wanted to.
So often the suit used to hide something about the wearer, to present a false image of themselves to the world. My garment explores this dishonesty; it consists of 9 nearly transparent suits of increasing size layered one after the other until the become completely opaque