“sucky sucky” all round
How can this blog not comment on the fashion ‘moment’ of the week – the first collection by ‘fashion designer’ Victoria Beckham who had a brief digression as a pop star and is now a fully fledged designer with an atelier of four in London. And like her former bandmates, they’re doing all the work.
This may only be a ten piece collection in various colours but it has been well-received. Lisa Armstrong of The Times deemed it an “impressive, accomplished collection, with not a single dud.” Unless – and forgive me if I’m being a tad harsh – you view the dud as Victoria herself for re-hashing Roland Mouret and Herve Leger in a troop of ‘signature’ vaccum-packed designs.
OK I am being harsh. As you can see they’re not all, as Victoria puts it, “sucky, sucky” dresses, there is room to breathe here and there, and they even go up to a size 14 for her fat friends. But I’m still at a loss to see this woman’s talent. How can a gargantuan shopping budget make you a fashion expert? How does having the means to produce a collection make you a designer? Here is a woman who desperately wants to be respected, but who doesn’t truly respect her own intuition with clothes, not enough to show some real flair at putting a look together in a way that Jackie Onassis or Audrey Hepburn or Grace Kelly hasn’t done a hundred times better before her.
So yes I suppose Victoria has achieved something here, she’s dressed herself ten times over, and she can even dress you for £650 – £1900, and when you’ve got the bunions to prove your loyalty (imagine these dresses without stilettos) you can go back to supporting real designers who are grafting away in their Dalson studios and definitely not hoping to become pop stars.





