Enter the geisha. This beautiful creature revered for her mystery and creative talents creates a welcome distraction from western excess. With a calm and composed confidence the geisha is captivating. With silk kimonos, cherry blossom red lips and spinning parasols she shuffles through Tokyo like an exotic butterfly.
So absorbed in shallow consumption in the west we have become like fashion parasites sucking the lifeblood from a few fat and fleshy design houses. It seems fashion is so obvious and literal these days, with little scope for allure or intrigue. It got me to thinking that feminine subtleties have disappeared from aspirational fashions. Everything is commercial, fake gold, brash, raunchy bare flesh and superficial bling.
Where is beauty, mystery, femininity and allure?
© Bexbella