I am in no way a fashionista. I know this will come as a deep and painful shock to those who know me. I’m sorry.
I often wear jeans, a T-shirt, and well-worn Birkenstocks. If it were a uniform, I’d probably win a contest — at least an honorable mention. What I DO know about fashion has come from watching TV. I occasionally take in an episode of TLC’s "What Not to Wear," mostly to vicariously spend $5,000 on clothes. What little I remember about watching "Ugly Betty" revolves around not wearing a poncho in public. I watched — with deep interest, mind you — all six seasons of "Sex and the City," despite the fact that I generally wondered what the HELL Carrie Bradshaw was thinking before she left the house.
I want to understand fashion. I do. I want to understand fashion like I want to understand math. I know there’s a world in there that would delight the crap out of my senses, but I’ll be damned if I can’t get my brain to travel down highways marked haute couture OR algebra. Still, my interest was instantly piqued when I heard about "Body Unbound," a now-open exhibit at the Indianapolis Museum of Art (4000 Michigan Road). I can’t say Spanx without giggling. What gives?
- A wool dress, ca. 1968, by Rudi Gernreich
The exhibit, open through January 30, 2011, in the Paul Textile and Fashion Arts galleries, promises to “examine the many ways designers have manipulated, transformed, and liberated the female form since 1960.” Perhaps my father’s love for history found its way to me after all. I’m quite intrigued by the evolution of fashion, even if I don’t subscribe to its ideals. Maybe the exhibit will answer all the questions I've been silently asking since I dressed my Barbie in a peplum. Hey, it could happen.
For more information, visit the IMA's website or call 923-1331.