Last week, Byronesque Vintage unveiled their hard-core collection of '90s vintage pieces at OCNY Soho. In collaboration, we present Fashion Porn, a pop-up shop for the fashion obsessed, for those who fantasize about scoring with archival Raf Simons, Helmut Lang, Balenciaga by Nicolas Ghesquiere, Vexed Generation, and more. To compliment the XXX vibe, Byronesque printed a large format companion magazine poster that resembles early printed smut, available for free, in store only. Get a look at the digital peep show below.
Troll photos, follow accounts (on multiple social platforms or in person, yikes), call ourselves foodies (when we all eat food), memes, collect Pokemon, Beanie Babies, there’s plenty out there to obsess about, and plenty ways to describe them, but is it porn? Yeah, for sure it is. After googling the definition of porn safely from my home computer, I read this definition on Wiki, “...television programs, magazine, books, etc. that are regarded as emphasizing the sensuous or sensational aspects of a nonsexual subject and stimulating a compulsive interest in it.”
So then I back peddled a bit. Can porn be anything I want to consume copious amounts of, on a gratuitous level? And with my phone, I’m granted instant access to it, flip through it, like it, save it, poke it, and before running through similar redundancies (and sounding like that Daft Punk song) you get the picture. We’re all fiends and we don’t even know it. I think there are similarities between consumerism and porn, and the obvious crossovers being instant gratification and knowledgeability about a specific product (or person).
But the factor that upgrades (or downgrades, your pick) consumerism into pornography is the way it’s curated to you. I Googled orange porn (don’t do it) and the big difference between that search and just searching for plain ole Florida oranges, is the latter is displayed to you in a nostalgic way, with groves, striped straws, sunshine. The former was shown being peeled partially, then fully, then open. And there it is—the slow reveal, the tease of it. The fruit has now evolved from the food groups into the realm of orange porn (non Oompa Loompa related).
Curation and teasing is something that Byronesque Vintage is really good at
. Instead of showing you a little leg, they’ll show you some assless chaps instead, and make you wonder what’s coming next. Below we make good with promised flirting, and give you a taste of their digital magazine for those who can’t make it to OCNY Soho in person. And please … don’t act like you’re not gonna look.