One fashion writer praised what she 76 HARPER'S MAGAZINE
/ MAY 2006 called the vanished woman and compared the enclosure dress to the development
of the boudoir, or private sitting room, in the eighteenth century house—a
secret domain in which a woman could be herself, safe from male control. A
rival journalist, ignoring women and their desires, spoke only of the new
aesthetic of costume, which at last was free to develop in the manner of
landscape painting after it had become bold enough to exile the human figure. And
indeed there now began a period of excess, of overabundant fulfillment, as if
the banishment of the face had removed some nuance of restraint still present
in the earlier collections. Inspired by Hyperion, dresses became fevered with
obscure cravings, with sudden illuminations and desolations, and threw
themselves into hopeless adventures. Restless and dissatisfied, they grew in
every direction; in some instances they exceeded the size of rooms and had to
be worn in large outdoor spaces, like back yards or public parks. The vast
lower depths of such dresses encouraged coarse speculation. It was said that
beneath those coverings, naked women coupled madly with young lovers in the
grass. One dress contained in its side a little red door, which was said to
lead to a room with a bed, a mirror, and a shaded lamp. Another dress, designed
for the wife of a software CEO, rose three stories high and was attached to tbe
back ofthe house by a covered walkway. A celebrated fashion journalist with a
fondness for historical parallels compared these developments to the fanatical
elaborations of coiffure in the late eighteenth century, when three-foot
castles of hair rose on wire supports. The new dresses were not so much worn as
entered— it was as if they wished to carry the structural qualities of fashion
to the point at which clothing began to merge witb architecture. Such excesses
were not without a touch of desperation, as if the escape of costume from the
female body had created in clothes an uncertainty, a sharp malaise. One summer
afternoon during a party at an estate in northwestern Connecticut, an unusual
immobility in the lavish dresses became apparent. Had the women taken a solemn
vow not to move.' The stationary costumes, arranged on a lawn that sloped down
to a lake, resembled a form of sculpture. Four men, bored or excited by the
motior\less women, stood before one of them, talking and drinking hard.
Suddenly two of the men bent over, grasped the heavy dress by the hem, and
lifted it violently into the air. Voices shouted, cheered. Underneath they
discovered only the lawn itself, stretching away. sexy
lace ankle length dresse prom dress ,The four men rushed over to
the otber dresses, yanking them up, knocking them over, tearing at them with
their fingers, but the women had disappeared. Later that day they were
discovered in the kitchen of a neighbor's house, dressed in old bathrobes and
talking among themselves. yanzic0508.
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