Where Art Thy Robes?

This is (not) just satire on fashion. This is also (not) just satire on celebrity culture.

- KELLY LEWI

CELEBRITY CULTURE IS NOTHING NEW. I would know this, because I grew up in the 2000s. Fortunately or unfortunately, I did not have the adult money to spend on my idols in that era, so I watched them through my father's laptop screen, streaming shows from my then-rather-fast Wi-Fi router. I watched icons rise to their fame, stars who earned their name in the spotlight with their flairs.

The Victoria's Secret Fashion Show had just returned the day before I wrote this, after its many years of absence. The Internet called it the "Superbowl for the girls", and I couldn't agree more. It truly felt like a reawakening, of some sort, to see the legendary supermodels-with Cher, too—on the stage again, stomping down the runway as if time had not intervened. It felt like a revival of the 2000s, a time when personas and attitudes ruled the roost. It felt like watching a true fashion runway again.