MAXIME COSSOGUY
DROWNING IN MY SLEEP SPRING 2014 Collection.
“Sauvage Sexual
Beast”
Upon looking at fashion on the surface, it’s
all “Bullshit” and strictly an elitist way of us feeling better about absolutely
nothing. After all, do we need 100 new dresses? We only have one body, do we
need another 10 pairs of jeans, we already have enough and do we need 100 pairs
of shoes? We only have two feet? These are merely extra baggage in our journey
that is life.
But peeling down the layers of fashion, one quickly
discovers that it might just be deeper than actually the mere possession of
things.
I became a fashion designer by accident. I was
attracted to the business for all the wrong reasons you might say. It was a
sure way of meeting beautiful women of all kind and races. They would have no
choice but to dealing with me since I was the designer. I know that it sound
horrible but it’s been true. I was young you know. I am also here to say
luckily, this phase passed very quickly.
At the beginning of my learning stages at the fashion
institute I got trapped; fashion lowered me in slowly, like a black widow
spider, paralyzed me with its love unexpectedly.
Being a perfectionist I became obsessed in the
doing and the making of “beautiful works” As the years were passing unnoticed
by me. I learned it all. In the most karate kid like ways” WAX ON WAX OFF” I
kept on getting better slowly on becoming a more complete and experienced
designer. But something even more magical happened, I became completely in love
with fashion and the process of designing. I felt the deepest love for it. It
became my one and only love, my last breath. The passion I had for it was pure
and very faithful. I loved it not because of the access it provided me to
beautiful women. Which I might add is never a bad thing. But I truly loved
designing and making people looking beautiful.
At the early stages, I felt like a warrior who
needed to conquer it all, neither fabrics, no sketch papers, no mannequins, nor
rulers, pencils nor pens were free. They were all my slaves and were going to
assisting me until I can do no more. They stood no chance; it was my mission to
conquering them by making them do what ever I wanted them to. “Serviced me” In
fact when I would discover the most beautiful piece of silk or a great piece of
soft shinny cotton. I would touch them softly and caressing them gently while
uttered under my breath. You have absolutely no idea what I am about to turn
you into “I am the punishment of GOD. If you had not committed great sin, God would
not have sent a punishment like me upon you” Then in a much commending and louder
voice. I would say. “You will bow down and you will be beautiful”.
I would work days and nights without stop. I
tell you fashion was my crack man. I needed the fix, all day and all nightlong.
So designing this spring collection, I just wanted this old familiar taste of
some crack again. I moved back to my old “philosophy of beauty” My designing
fashion beauty philosophy is pretty simple, in fact borderline damn. Here it
is. If a woman wears my cloths/ dresses or pants or jackets and I don’t feel
like ripping their cloths off immediately and making deep passionate love to
them, then the designs are no good. It’s back to the drawing board. Something “big”
is missing, or I have to completely start all over. I need this raw sauvage
passion to feeling confortable in approving my work.
The entire spring collection’s dresses to me
are just sexy, not sexy in the sense of complete nakedness but just the right
touch of sexiness. A sexy kind of introverted understated beauty.
I have always been a bit chaotic in my approach to designing
and art in general; but in the midst of all these chaotic actions lies a more
Zen like and well taught out guy.
It should not be forgotten that I am completely dedicated to
be anti mainstream and I still have and always will have the whole “ FUCK YOU”
attitude and mentality towards the commercialization of fashion or any art form.
I returned from overseas to New York with these
few pieces of spring 2014. I needed to have a photo shoot. I sat down in my
home to contemplate what to do and how to approach it?
I felt that I needed to avoid my old too familiar boring ways
of doing it in the past. With big model castings and very expensive budgets and
huge expensive locations. Not to mentioned the dealing, with a multitude of
different prima donna characters and egos. Then it suddenly came to me, what if
I do this photo shoot here in my apartment in Harlem? That could be cool I say.
I called my partner in crime and best friend Gunars Elmuts to informing him of my idea,
having an impromptu simple photo shoot here in my apartment. He said “cool I am
down I will shoot it”. Then I called this beautiful understated natural beauty
model/friend Jersey Banks.
The day of the shoot Jersey Banks walked into
my apartment completely without any make up of any kind; of course she was just
a radiant sauvage and a natural pure beauty. She was just right. She was
beautiful as ever without attracting too much attention to herself. She was
completely in lined with my new dresses. This is when I realized how important
designing and fashion were. She was just a dormant water of beauty waiting to
erupt into a tsunami of sexiness. That was my job. My cloths had to accomplish
this big mission.
From the first dress she put on came the
tittle of this piece.
“Beauty and the morphing of a sexual beast” She was
completely transformed and
“ HOT AS FUCK” dudes. I loved it way too much. The
way she looked completely was in lined with my philosophy mentioned above. The Viagra adrenaline none stop erection that
I got from such beauty, told me that she was for sure the right choice. Dresses
after dresses I was in pain not only by how beautiful and sexy she looked but
also of how much of a cool and simple girl that she was. It was both
captivating and humbling. She made me satisfy and happy at being a designer for
once.
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