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Planetenwesen II
Deidre sighed as she put her crisp white Tyvek overall on, ready to go to sleep. She was staying at her grandmother's house and, looking around in the small guestroom, she saw a stack of old magazines dating from the 70's and 80's -of the last century, you understand.
Leafing through them she got more and more excited as she noticed Berlin punks, Michael Jackson with the chimpanzee Bubbles, pictures of Disneyland -she just loved Minnie Mouse and Steven Spielberg movies. Even drawings of the dinosaurs and brain scans collected from hospital screenings seemed fun to her than the bleakness of fashion surrounding her the last decennia. Deidre wanted colour, texture, glamour, sleaze, honesty, craftsmanship and extravagance –and, if possible, all above the same outfit.
What was wrong about those old Varsity sweaters of the seventies, she mused, or with wide and wild petticoats made out of metallic lace, preferably combine with flannel checked shirts à la Nirvana?
And safety pins wouldn't look out of place now either. Lots of them, and not just for decoration, but with a practical purpose too. Why bother otherwise? As a contrast maybe some cute little pastel checks, peeping out from under a sleeve, as a lining in a coat or in a dress for that innocent Brigitte Bardot feel...by now sleep was getting further from Deidre's mind as she saw the clothes she wanted to wear, right in front of her very eyes. Gold lamé, turquoise coloured mohair, Scottish checks, British pinstripes, chaotic and regular dots, glittery lace, metallic stripes, tweed, a cosmic Jackson Pollock print, a knitted 'pied de poule' pattern...and loads of feminine dresses, skirts and shirts with a post-new romantic attitude, oh yeah!
By now it was 3 A.M. so there was no need to get overly active right now- there's always tomorrow. So Deidre put on her 'plopp plopp' starry socks and drew her grandmother's quilted bedspread over her head as she laid down to sleep. As she flew away to dreamland she murmured: "I hope Bernhard makes my dreams come true again..." |
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