Mod Squad

Ok, so the look isn't exactly mod, but then again there's a lot of debate about what that term actually means. TV's Mod Squad wasn't mod. For one thing, they weren't British and for another, they were too late (and too hippie.)

The dresses' plunging necklines and low hemlines take this a few blocks over from Carnaby street, perhaps, but still the moniker"Mod Squad" seems to stick to this image. Maybe in the sense that it could be modern art? Some faint echo of Andy Warhol? Maybe because the image is modular. It isn't terribly counter-cultural (unless it's subversively bald?) Would we call the dress 'sexy and streamlined?' If so, it may yet be mod.

This is actually an re-purposed sketch from when, several years ago now, I had the bright idea to do a to-scale drawing of myself and attempt to design clothes on it. You'll notice our friend Lefty is naked (reasons I'm single #811.) My own form, stunted and bald (and with an oversized head,) did not inspire me the way that costuming characters does, so I continue to fight with my wardrobe in all three dimensions.

I'm glad this sketch has found uses here as today's entry, as an excuse to probe the many meanings of 'mod', and as a rather grown-up game of "One of These Things is Not Like the Other."