And there it was upon the catwalk, the soulless promotion of impossible images to a youth that was already under multiple capitalism-induced haymakers.
The catwalk was a catastrophic contradiction of everything the designer said he stood for. He said he was all about body-positivity, of raising self esteem and helping others to nurture their self-love. And that was really part of him, I believed that. Yet when it came to the catwalks he was somehow blind to his collusion in the sabotage of the younger generation, and for that matter, of all of society. The models on his catwalk looked not only thin of body, but thin of thoughts and emotions, cheap in their empathy and seeking a power-dominance relationship to society and nature. It's as if when money becomes the under-mentioned "why" everything starts to rot and folks become unable to see their own sins.