… than sheer capriccio, I decided today had to be dedicated to the infamous Antwerp Six.
From left to right: Marina Yee, Dries Van Noten, Ann Demeulemeester, Walter Van Beirendonck, Dirk Bikkembergs, Dirk Van Saene. The guys rocked the 88 edition of the LFW, making fashion like there’s no tomorrow, and some of them still are quite the ass-kicking mavericks they once were.
Now watch me as I arbitrarily single out those I find still alive:
Ann Demeulemeester. Taking goth up to real fashion, and it’s not even kitsch (it’s a miracle).
She’s not that much into Spring and Summer stuff… fun and sun? I don’t think so.
But as I say, she does miracles. Like she takes a nurse’s pair of birkies (ie an abomination) and make them sexy.
Walter Van Beirendonck is so gay it hurts, but in a good way.
He has a quite distinctive take on male aethetics, one I find refreshingly at odds with the mainstream.
Dries Van Noten‘s face is not that interesting, and I’m not sure he lives up to the reputation of the six pack. Yet he’s good at fluid and effortless.
And this is precisely what you want to wear for a late afternoon smoke looking at the birds over the harbor.