Military.
Not those little cute fitted military jackets you find at Urban Outfitters or F21 or something, but like real military. Real dark green costumes and badges and hats and boots that radiate the message of “I’m strong, don’t fuck with me” instead of “I’m cute please DO fuck me.”
Needless to say this inspiration is from the er Asian shows. You know the Asian film market consists mostly of T.V series on DVD that each yield at least 10 hours, usually 30 hours or more.
But my interest in this military stuff is very non fashion/style/art related. There’s a difference between the ability of clothes to create a character for THEMSELVES and the power clothes can create for a PERSON.
Audrey Hepburn, Princess Diana, political females. . .they’re not going to don those big Viktor&Rolf things and walk around talking about healthcare. . .they’ve got so many more important things to worry about and have to have the attention focused on the words they speak, not the intricacies of their attire. So what these chicks get is a look that is immaculate, nice, friendly, and not fat. And then people listen to them and vote for them or watch their movies or whatever. This is called the POWER of clothes.
The other side is the let’s say ARTISTIC SIDE. That is when the wearer or person loses all character of their own and the clothes take over. The clothes create the specific feel and persona for the model who is now just a face, or actually just a frame. See leaders and people that need to be known for what they do can’t wear something so amazing and amazingly distracting.
So the point is this infatuation with military has nothing to do with actual couture or whatever, but rather with the POWER normal/not-for-artistic-appeal garments can bring. These military costumes, when unmarred by the goal of successful marketing to today’s chic youth, are the epitome of strength, authority, and elegance if it happens to be the Guomindang with enough money.
And when juxtaposed against the feminine daintiness (yeah I don’t care about feminism that much sorry) of a woman in qipao or apparently the word is cheongsam, is really quite a sight. It provides not artistic inspiration, but inspiration of the mind, to be strong, confident, and to never forget that elegance and immaculacy does count, no matter how amazing Lady Gaga or the Viktor&Rolf models look.
This is the actual green nice costumes. the below are when he wasn't a general. Colors are little poopy.
In character.
Other topic sort of related to this:
Chinese Bazaar is usually an epic, epic, fail, giving helpful advice for the upperclass Chinese such as “are you short? If so, wear high heels!” Or “if you’re flat chested wear a lot of ruffles!” I mean they have superb spreads that are really quite amazing but the whole celebrity in spread thing has just never been good. UNTIL THIS though. This dude is really good at acting and has an amazing voice and my opinion of him heightened when I searched him (I do this for every main actor of a film) and got linked to Susie Bubble’s blog.
And then I see all these images, shirt resembling PAPER STRIP cutouts, and printed creepy Asian pants, POKER PRINT shirt, CREEPY EXPRESSION! Of course, that random Asian chick does not do the world of couture any justice at all, but my opinion of Asians and what they model while being models completely changes oh my god enlightenment. Going to watch him and the others acting now, bye :)
I mean the papery shirt? Amazing. Random girl in random dress=not so cool