Forget about making it rough in the Canadian forest in oversized survival equipment, muddy boots and mosquito nets. This season is not about mixing in the pines, because it is often a Dsquared2, whose founders Dean and then cans from the wilderness of Toronto. It is about preparing the troublemakers of the school who defy the norm. “They are real, polished rebels.” Say the designers. You can’t call them rebels with a cause, unless, of course, style counts.
Draped in tailor-made tailored linen suits worn with crocheted polos who channel Hollywood Swagger, or lanky in distressed denimbom throwers directly from James Dean’s playbook, the Dsquared2 Guys Channel Old-school Vibes with a Gen-Z-Rand. Their girls are just as sexy and naughty in robust, work clothing-inspired denim cut into ultra-minis who barely graze the thigh and flash from striking side of the eye. Bralettes and hardly as lingerie peep out under sharp, tailor -made blazers, and zipper of Denim Onesies cling to the body like a second skin. For the Catens, this kind of male and female codes is a explanation of personal freedom. Real challenges lies in the courage to be unapological authentic in someone’s self -presentation: “The most rebellious act is to dress exactly how you want.”
On that comment they have printed T-pieces, hoodies and swimwear with polaroids from the 1970s and ’80s by photographer Tom Bianchi, whose snapshots display the gay community of Fire Island on the carefree, hedonistic height and a tribute to a daily queer fashion.