I have a rapid reflex reptile repulsion. There, I’ve said it.
I’m terrified of them when they live and breathe and have a violent aversion to them when they’re transformed into bags, belts, shoes, wallets, briefcases, clothes and the omg, makes-my-skin-crawl horrifying scarf on the singer Ciara. (I have no idea who she is. . .?)
It’s impossible for me to imagine wearing jewelry that coils around my neck and arms, twists around my fingers or hangs from my ears even if the beady-eyed serpent head is incrusted with large precious stones. Or how about the Louboutin boots that crawl up the legs? Can’t do it.
Even as I write this I’m twitching. Cleopatra aside, I know many women adore — have fetishes about these types of creatures and of course designers can’t stop fulfilling these desires every season, every year.
Under normal circumstances this is a subject I wouldn’t touch, literally or figuratively, but when I saw that scarf it set me off. (You know how I get sometimes.)
Moving from top to bottom we have: Ciara; Louboutin boots; Gucci python sack; a Boucheron bracelet by Harumi Klossowska (I cannot figure out it works); a Bulgari brooch; a Dior croc-stamped tote and Pucci plastic cuffs.
P.S.: If this post has any typographical errors it’s because I couldn’t go back and re-look at these pictures. I ask for your indulgence. Merci par avance.