I’ve been thinking a lot about fashion lately because of what I see women wearing these days. Styles have definitely changed. I realize that if the styles of the clothing we’re expected to wear didn’t change no one would have to buy anything new and any tailor could put away his or her sewing machine. (Does anyone actually sew anymore, I wonder?) If what is considered fashionable style didn’t change the bottom line for the fashion industry definitely won’t be a profitable one. Designers will never let that happen, of course. They very creatively evolve fashion forcing those of us who want to follow the latest trends to buy new things and then probably donate our now dated but still very wearable clothing to resale and thrift shops.
Besides changing clothing designs in order to make more of a profit, designers have lowered the quality of the fabrics in all but the most expensive items. Fabric is thinner, almost to the point of see-through when see-through wasn’t the plan, but saving money was. Besides that, less fabric is being used for almost everything. Dresses and skirts are as short as shorts used to be, and shorts as short as panties used to be. Oh, my gosh! You may not agree, but that’s my opinion.
Beyond all this, designers have gone even crazier. They presented the latest fashionable jean adorned with rips at the knees, thread-bare patches here and there, and strategically placed faded areas. A few years ago anyone would have though this type of jeans was a ludicrous idea. That was then; this is now. Designers are taking perfectly good, new jeans and trashing them. Wow, what an intelligent, original idea. And we bought it! At least some of us did and still do.
Folks, things are getting even worse now that men’s fashions have become involved. Several weeks ago I saw an advertisement on television from a very expensive clothing retailer presenting a handsome, smiling, young man wearing a jacket the commercial was exalting that cost merely $490. No, it wasn’t the finest leather in the world or some virgin wool that came from sheep fed on a special diet to enrich their coats. It was stained, ripped and looked, to me at least, like it should go right into the garbage. I was sure no thrift stores even want it. However, this jacket was presented as a must-have item. Who must have it, I have no idea. Certainly no one I know.
Thank goodness that fashion designs will eventually change. I can’t wait to see what designers will come up with next. Meantime I’m shopping for my fashionable clothes at my favorite stores, a term a friend of mine gave to thrift stores. Their prices are great and lots of their stock is perfectly in style.
Carol Kloskowski is a resident of Elburn. Feedback on this column can be sent to email@example.com.