Tokuko 1er Vol, despite having a name that I can never remember off the top of my head for obvious reasons (allegedly it’s pronounced Tokuko premier vol – thanks, katakana!), makes some pretty memorable clothes. Last seasons I wrote about the amazing Mexican-inspired collection that looked like a Frieda Kahlo painting come to life. For this collection, Tokuko looks to Turkish traditional dress for some ideas.
Now, this is a website about fashion and stuff (see NOMI for more general stuff) that we (Samuel and Rebecca) like from Japan, so I don’t think it’s that appropriate for a diatribe on cultural appropriation – I’ll leave that to tumblr! I’m not Turkish, so it’s not really my place to comment on that aspect of this collection. A quick noodle around on google led me to some images of Turkish dress that made me get all excited about colours and embroidery – Samuel also loved the layers and accessories – so I can easily see why Tokuko herself chose Turkish dress. This collection is rich in colours and patterns, it’s a visual feast for the eyes, and one that I’ve come to expect from the eccentric Tokuko. I really love the use of sheer black layers and bulky silhouettes, and my favourite has to be the long blazer paired with the maxi skirt and lovely necklace – a perfect combination that could be worn in any city around the world.
This kind of made me think about traditional English clothing – is there any? I must admit that I’m kind of jealous of all these countries that have amazing historic dress, from elaborate ensembles to beautiful kimono. Many of our Japanese friends have some mistaken idea that all British people dress really well – better than any Japanese person! – which I find baffling, having previously lived in small town where if you wore anything more than sweatpants and sports clothes you were considered “well posh”. I show my friends pictures of chavs, and delight in having destroyed a little part of the image of Britain as a capital of style. (Of course, sometimes this backfires – I for one secretly think that the Japanese equivalent of chavs, yankii and ora-ora, are really cool!) This reinforces my idea that when you’re on the outside looking in, everything looks that little bit more exotic and exciting… What do you think, readers?