I’m a 90s kid. There are loads of facts that lead to this confession beside from the year I was born. And when all of those names in my headline were actually those of the absolute queens of the runway, I surely just began to walk, talk or even received my first pair of shoes. However, there is something in all of those amazonian beauties that still captures me.
There are no such ladies like those. No such comments like “We don’t wake up for less than $10,000 a day”. And no such a statement look like they transformed it. Whether on the runway or on various editorials. There’s just something today which I really miss. It’s all of that appearance they brought with them. A huge ego, a specific attitude, an outstanding body shape (which just can be God’s way to say that he’s loving women) and a natural sexappeal. They had it all! Where are those times when (top-)models were someone? When Linda Evangelista was the absolute styling-queen and Claudia was Karl’s latest muse while giving hope that the average”beauty” in Germany could grow to new standards? Not that Claudia doesn’t still seem to be Karl’s absolute favourite – but I’m asking who should ever replace them. And why someone like Claudia, meanwhile married mommy of three kids, or any other of them just doesn’t get out of business, style and fashion. Where have the standards of supermodels gone? Are we supposed to call every barbie clone of the Victoria’s Secret clan a “super”model? For what? Having big boobs, a nice butt and nothing to wear but a million dollar bra? The so called “Super Models” nowadays seem all so replaceable. And not challenging at all. Today’s main condition: Dull, boring. Today’s main challenge: Shutting up the mouth, breathing into a camera and then just move and bye.
This attitude would have never happened to someone like Christy Turlington. Or Helena Christensen. Or Naomi, who now and then still shows a clear, sharp and …huffy… attitude towards everything not relating to her job (which in fact means everything that has to do with paparazzi taking unfair pictures in private moments of life (don’t you dare oh oh) and stewardesses asking dumb question. They sound ridiculous with all of their attitudes, comments and fisticuffs. But I somehow miss such personalities in the model area. Thanks to mother nature and possibly botox (but of course more of mother nature) we are all still able to gaze at those goddesses but what comes after them? There are just a few that could follow. Still not in the same footsteps but there are some who can leave some other remarkable ones (hopefully).
I can’t say it without laughing about myself since it’s a little ridiculous but: I miss the 90s. I wish I would have been already living a bit earlier. All those women are a real inspiration.
* I deliberately let out Miss Moss since she’s the absolute exception of all beauty standards that have been existing the time she was setting her heroin chic. She just doesn’t fit into what I’m describing over there although she’s also having a statement look and although she’s my definite evergreen. Just like Claudia is to Karl. Kate is an inspiration for what she’s wearing and doing (letting out her little coke-pas at P. Doherty’s studio). And although she was heralding a new, at the beginning (!) unpleasant modeling era, she remains the only one who perfectly transforms the look. So at the end of the day, she’s also someone with an attitude. Just different from the 90s beauties and their Amazonian figures.