Holy, horizontal, matrimony
Ever looked for a wedding dress and thought, “Could this be more… horizontal?” congratulations! Vaquera’s first look gives you permission to enter your oblong era. Simply walking down the aisle is so boring when you can span it. Perfect for your widescreen wedding recap, too, btw.
After the oval bride comes out: a peacoat and, from afar, what reads like a lush green peacock feather blooming at the crotch. Up close: Dyed merkin! A rare straight bush perched proudly above a pair of low-waisted “pants”. Modesty in church… We’re proud to report that Vaquera has never met her. The pelvis is peacocking, and you can hear both the congregation and the laser hair removal industrial complex gasping from afar.
More wedding motifs (perhaps): Teal babydoll dresses with puffed shoulders like those of toddler bridesmaids. Icy pink silk capris with sailor buttons are paired with tops with angled shoulders, where the wrists escape uncomfortably placed armholes to cling to a coin purse (is she the ringbearer?).
Then Vaquera takes the term shapewear and interprets it very literally. You know, not in a snatching Skims way but in a Euclidean way. Forget Spanx! Sculptural leather cubes and triangles cover torsos and hips like wearable geometry proofs.
Notable accessories include: mega-oversized aviator sunglasses and wedge loafer heels, winking to the HR-friendly twee era. A special shout-out to the pairs that take it up a notch: wedged go-go boots crowned with a fur mohawk over the heel. The show ends with a massive mesh egg-like shield. A veil? A portable terrarium for the newlywed? It’s unclear from what it’s protecting the bride. Tactical Fabergé, anyone?
In the end, marriage and geometry share a similar promise: structure, symmetry, and a widespread illusion that everything adds up. Luckily, in Vaquera’s church, there’s room left for a (love) triangle or two.
Words by Pykel van Latum