“Oh, it’s meant to be over the top,” we reassure our friends when they look upon a catwalk with bewilderment. So much of the fashion that hits catwalks is described as ‘wearable art’, made only to fill the wardrobes of the likes of Anna Dello Russo. But what happens when a piece really is wearable art? What happens when the echo of Helmut Newton’s voyeuristic gaze is to be found imprinted upon a kaftan?
You get a piece that I’d wager is unwearable art. Presumptive it is, but I can’t help but feel that more women would be willing to take to a nudist beach than they would don Triya’s “nude” kaftan. Nudity is often revelled in at the most sun-soaked of beaches, the exposition of others less so, however.
You can see the entire Triya spring 2014 swimwear collection at that link.