At the Barbican Art Gallery in London, Elena Velez's latest installation "Dirty Looks: Desire and Decay in Fashion" takes a provocative approach to examining the notion of dirt in fashion. The show features 60 designers or design houses, each contributing their take on what it means to be dirty, ranging from distressed clothing to grim global consumption habits.
The exhibition opens with a striking display of clean clothes belonging to high-profile individuals, Kate Moss and Queen Elizabeth II, setting the tone for the rest of the show. However, the mise-en-scène is somewhat disappointing, with pale draped sheets serving as an unremarkable backdrop in the lower galleries. The show's title, "Dirty Looks," suggests a more intentional approach to creating a dirty or messy atmosphere, but this fails to materialize.
The exhibition then explores the concept of dirt through various mediums, including bodily fluids, distressed fabrics, and charred materials. Di Petsa's underwear with menstrual blood stains or piss-darkened denim is certainly eye-catching, while Alice Potts' biocouture that filters human sweat into a solution blossoms into crystals on a vintage discolored Madame Grès dress.
However, some designs feel more symbolic than aesthetic, particularly those exploring the burden of a wasteful industry. The show posits that designers are trying to remix discarded clothes in interesting ways, but most offerings look exactly like clothes that no one wanted, reconfigured into questionable hybrids. Maison Margiela makes an appearance with a vest of broken porcelain, which feels almost too on-the-nose.
Hussein Chalayan's work, however, stands out as poetic and innovatively ahead of the curve. His 1993 graduate collection featured garments buried for months in his friend's London backyard, relegating garments to organic matter. Twenty years later, contemporary designers like Solitude Studios' "After the Orgy" (2025) attempt to engage with similar themes but less impactfully.
Ultimately, "Dirty Looks" feels like a show that is still finding its footing, with some ideas feeling more provocative than impactful. The exhibition's title, "Dirty Looks," suggests a messy or unpolished approach, but this often gives way to a more refined aesthetic. Nevertheless, the show remains thought-provoking and visually striking, encouraging viewers to think about the role of dirt in fashion and its relationship with our values as consumers.
As we leave the exhibition, the perfect exit music plays: Christina Aguilera's "Dirrty." It's a fitting conclusion to an installation that is both dirty and polished, messy and refined.
The exhibition opens with a striking display of clean clothes belonging to high-profile individuals, Kate Moss and Queen Elizabeth II, setting the tone for the rest of the show. However, the mise-en-scène is somewhat disappointing, with pale draped sheets serving as an unremarkable backdrop in the lower galleries. The show's title, "Dirty Looks," suggests a more intentional approach to creating a dirty or messy atmosphere, but this fails to materialize.
The exhibition then explores the concept of dirt through various mediums, including bodily fluids, distressed fabrics, and charred materials. Di Petsa's underwear with menstrual blood stains or piss-darkened denim is certainly eye-catching, while Alice Potts' biocouture that filters human sweat into a solution blossoms into crystals on a vintage discolored Madame Grès dress.
However, some designs feel more symbolic than aesthetic, particularly those exploring the burden of a wasteful industry. The show posits that designers are trying to remix discarded clothes in interesting ways, but most offerings look exactly like clothes that no one wanted, reconfigured into questionable hybrids. Maison Margiela makes an appearance with a vest of broken porcelain, which feels almost too on-the-nose.
Hussein Chalayan's work, however, stands out as poetic and innovatively ahead of the curve. His 1993 graduate collection featured garments buried for months in his friend's London backyard, relegating garments to organic matter. Twenty years later, contemporary designers like Solitude Studios' "After the Orgy" (2025) attempt to engage with similar themes but less impactfully.
Ultimately, "Dirty Looks" feels like a show that is still finding its footing, with some ideas feeling more provocative than impactful. The exhibition's title, "Dirty Looks," suggests a messy or unpolished approach, but this often gives way to a more refined aesthetic. Nevertheless, the show remains thought-provoking and visually striking, encouraging viewers to think about the role of dirt in fashion and its relationship with our values as consumers.
As we leave the exhibition, the perfect exit music plays: Christina Aguilera's "Dirrty." It's a fitting conclusion to an installation that is both dirty and polished, messy and refined.