'The hunter crouches in his blind
'neath camofoflage of every kind,
And conjures up a quacking noise
To lend allure to his decoys.
This grown-up man, with pluck and luck
Is hoping to outwit a duck.'
- Ogden Nash.
This poem is what begins the press release for the Little Shilpa AW15 presentation. Entering the room, housed in the M.E Hotel, a mere 3 minute walk from Somerset House, you enter another world. A prismatic alcove of spiraling lights of psychotropic delights, you look up; the pyramid structure before you seeps a cracked fixture of patterned photons. The colours that whizz through the air begin to dissipate, the ambiance dims, the crowd lulls, and there, suddenly, a crooked model stands. Her headpiece casts a wild, foggy shadow. The presentation has begun.
Titled, rather aptly, 'Feral Nation', the collection's ravenous spirit lies in the innate chaos locked within the human condition. Unleashed is a savage heard of flaky models, their eyes beaming through their ornate embellished headgear a darting gaze of the inner-feral animal. The battalion of military and animalistic aesthetics is comprised of bestial soldiers clothes in camouflage, rugged neoprene that smoothly runs down the models' figures, with plastic bombing the parachute silk garments. The netted sweatshirts evoke the adversity of nature, and the human spirit to power through, the militaria influences creeping into the wilderness of the collection. Doc Martens are the appropriate footwear of choice, their air soles buoying down the sleek flooring.
Little Shilpa is the eponymous label of Shilpa Chavan, which offers handcrafted headpieces, jewelry and apparel. The silhouette of her products transcend the adages of the West by flirting scantily with other cultures and binding the influences together. She builds and weaves a nation of animals, untamed and unhinged to national borders that serve to cut and divide culture. Her designs cut a violent streak into conventionality, the feather plumes from the peaks of the heads as the sculptural headgear gashes the ceiling.
Enveloping us, fiercely haranguing us, is our wild side. It's a primal, carnal fog that sweeps under us. Under our habits, our attitudes.
Everyone is capable of doing wrong. Everyone is capable of doing right. Who are we to judge, when it all is mapped by out instinct to survive, but also, to create?
What did you all think of the Little Shilpa AW15 presentation?
Are you ready to take a walk on the wild side?