Attack of the Fuzz
by Ranim Elborai
I must have missed the memo on this trend because it didn’t appear in any fashion magazine or blog that I know of. Maybe because I rarely actually read those things.
But there you have it, folks. Fuzz is everywhere, and for some reason, unknown to me, everyone is loving it.
I was killing some time a few weeks ago, waiting to meet friends to watch a movie (The Counsellor, which was decidedly awful). We were at Westfield Shopping Centrea and, in my excitement to actually be doing something with friends, I had arrived thirty minutes ahead of time.
So I did what any sane woman hanging around a shopping centre would do: I looked at clothes.
I walked by the massive Topshop there, and I thought to myself, “oh, haven’t been in here for a while! Let’s have a look at what these young whipper-snappers are wearing these days!”
Upon entering I quickly remembered exactly why I never go into Topshop any more. It’s for extremely trend-driven young shoppers. I’m no spring chicken. And I’m certainly not trendy.
But what’s great about a retailer like Topshop is that a quick glance around the store and you immediately know what’s up right now.b And this Autumn/Winter, they’ve decided to embrace the 90s. The place was festooned with shiny velvets, emboldened plaids, and cropped tops.
This isn’t really news to anyone, of course. Whether we liked it or not (and I quite liked it) the 80s made their indelible mark on our fashion senses the past five years, so it only stands to reason that the 90s would want in on the party.
But Topshop was also peddling fuzz. And lots of it, mainly in the form of fuzzy coats and sweaters.c
The fuzz category is huge. It comprises faux fur, angora, mohair, synthetic fibres that reminiscent of tinsel and well…fuzz.
I’m unsure how to describe that last one.
Fuzz like the fuzz you find on your little sister’s well-worn pair of fuzzy slippers.
Fuzz of the variety you might find on a cheap stuffed toy.
Anyway, it’s a thing, and people are loving it.
Even sensible people are loving it. Case in point: my sister, a very sensible person, went shopping the other weekend (unsupervised, I was away in Dublin), and came back home very pleased with herself, having carted off a massive alpaca blend Dries Van Noten jumper.
I made fun of it. In a good natured sort of way. I’m also definitely wearing it this weekend. (Case in point no. 2! I am also rather sensible, at least when it comes to how I dress myself if not in other respects.)
Like any trend with a life of its own, there’s a good way to do fuzz, and a not so good way to do fuzz.
But you can be the judge of that.
I personally wouldn’t mind, if say, this Elizabeth and James mohair coat made its way into my closet.
Elizabeth and James pink (red?) colton mohair coat.