Coogee Beach, coutured
I find it depressing that modern men have to wear such boring clothing in dull, practical fabrics. There have been eras and cultures in the past where men dressed in fanciful, elaborate, colourful, luxurious garb. This outfit's genesis was a result of my regular trips to Coogee Beach—my escape from the pressures of full-time fashion study and part-time jobs. If you can picture a landscape painting of the beach from the southern headland—a cresent of golden sand backed by the tiled roofs of the surrounding suburb and lapped by the cool blue-green waves of the Pacific Ocean—then translate that into an outfit, you get this off-the-shoulder top with laced sleeves and body, turquoise cresent-waisted pants and a screen-printed jacket, all in shimmery taffetas and organzas. The chest piece combines driftwood and beer-bottle glass fragments collected from Coogee Beach, beautifully tumbled by the waves and sand, worked together with gold wire and leather gum leaves.