Tip of the Iceberg
Today we introduce a new category called “Guilty Pleasures”, in which we dish, devour, and clutch our pearls over all the delicious excess and drama that exists out there in the world.
Of course times are tight, and even those folks who haven’t been hit by the recession are showing decorum and trying not to be all obviously spendy. But whether you’re buying Ramen noodles for real, or for show—we can all agree that it’s fun to gape and gasp at the totally over-the-top indulgences of others.
Perfect example:
On Monday, Chanel presented their 2010 Fall ready-to-wear collection in New York, full of Arctic-inspired pieces adorned with faux fur. (Here’s the slideshow. The collection is a little… hirsute… for our taste. New York Mag might or might not have compared it to a Chewbacca suit. There were even boots with icicle heels, says WWD.)
And to get that certain je ne sais froid, they had 265 tons of snow and ice brought in from Sweden, and then put 35 sculptors on it to carve a massive “iceberg” for the runway.
I mean, really. The environmental impact of that iceberg is probably equivalent to Karl Lagerfeld himself clubbing ten baby seals. So extravagant. Shameful! Can we both scold, and applaud?
(Isn’t that the definition of a guilty pleasure? Something that you love and simultaneously know you shouldn’t?)


