In previous years, the Oscars were associated with daring stars pushing fashion’s limits; Cher in Bob Mackie, Jack Nicholson in a beret, Sharon Stone in her husband’s shirt tucked into Vera Wang. However, to the displeasure of writers, editors and readers everywhere, the Oscars now represent a plucked image and dull figments of a mediocre stylist’s imagination. Talking about the lack of fashion daredevils at this year’s Oscars, John Waters in WWD said that "Stylists have ruined everything…Nobody wants to be Björk. I love Björk. We need Björk."
But fear not, this year it was the men who had the sartorial X-factor. Case in question- Javier Bardem in Prada (I have my suspicions that his outfit played a part in his Best Actor win.) Back during fashion season, we at Brandish, along with the rest of the industry, ridiculed Prada’s menswear show and it’s content of mini-skirts and "boy-kinis." Soon after, I assured you that the Prada collection would find a way of being wearable. Oh how nice it feels to be right for once.