The other night I had a dream. A dream that might well predict the future of urban fashion.
Just as I was drifting off, in that stage of not-quite-waking, not quite sleeping, I had a hypnogogic vision. It was during Phase 1 sleep, so it was just a brief flash, the kind of thing that can by behind your eyes without your taking serious notice. But I took notice, because it was pretty weird.
I was outside in a city, a big black Escalade pulled up, the tinted window rolled down, revealing a black man wearing some standard urban duds, let’s say apuffy North Face jacket with a furred hood. The strange thing was he was wearing silver glitter lipstick and glitter eyeshadow, and pulling it off without the slightest emasculation.
It made him look crazy badass, not like a twiggy little anglo androgyne. A very striking effect.
Maybe it was the Haloween spirit. Maybe it has already happened, and I am behind the curve. I’m just saying: from my timid-white-boy-don’t-really-listen-to-rap-because-it-seems-kind-of-hostile standpoint, it seems that hip-hop fashion has a way of absorbing things and spitting them out way better.
North face, Nautica, Polo – these were once crusty crusty brands, forever doomed to be paraded around private day schools, yacht clubs, and golf courses. Timberlands? Built for crusty crusty lumberjacks.
Kanye is already into Japan Pop, working with Takashi Murakami on his album covers. He recycles tropes like nobody’s business, from Evil Kenevil to 80s infomercials. He could totally collaborate with Bowie next.
Glam rock and Goth style is just about crusty enough in contemporary culture for it to be making a stunning comeback. Where better than Hip-Hop?
Some of you might say, “Talking about other people’s dreams is boooooring. Besides, Bling is already a passé cliché.”
“True.” I would reply, “But imagine if silver glitter lipstick were as ubiquitous on as Timberland Boots. Would not that be awesome?”
Perhaps a premontion, perhaps just a dream.