A Jeremy Scott fashion show is the closest I’ll ever get to a rave. I must have taken at least fifty photos of people before the lights went down and the music even came on. There was so much to take in— so much to see, so much to hear. It’s a good thing I had my camera with me or there’s a chance I would wake up tomorrow thinking it was all a dream.
And I didn’t just pull “rave” out of nowhere. According to a few sources, New York Magazine being one of them, Scott’s collection was actually rave-inspired. The show opened with a Coca Cola dress that read, “Enjoy God”, instead of the predictable, “Coca-Cola”. Playing with mass-produced logos and imagery is something we’ve seen many times over from Scott. On that front, this show also gave us a knit skeleton sweater duo— pink for the ladies, black for the men, just in case the common polyester variation doesn’t do it for you on Halloween AND you plan on traveling in pairs. A few looks later was a Slimer from Ghostbusters sweatshirt, I think a Rainbow Bright outfit, and way more ponytails and neon than I have ever seen in one place, before finally finishing the collection with a long, elegant, and shiny…superman dress.
Somewhere between the second “Milk Kills” shirt and the third superhero I was able to take a minute to soak it all in. Kanye West was seated next to Vanessa Hudgens, both looked equally uncomfortable to be seen close to each other. The people behind me were cursing, angry that none of the looks below were things they’d “ever see at a real department store”, and just when I thought it couldn’t get any weirder, the music switched from remixed jazz/techno to the heavy breathing and moaning sounds of a woman climaxing, reaffirming what I thought the moment I found out I was going to cover a Jeremy Scott show: this is fun.