

So when I first saw that Prada was showing turbans for Spring 2007, my gut reaction was that it was ridiculous. This is just my middle-America-raised gut speaking though, and so I retract and contemplate Miuccia's dealings. Miuccia, not so much Prada, has always been an enigma to me, and this is where my love/hate relationship with the turban lies.
Turbans come from various backgrounds, Turkish, Indian, Islamic, Iranian, etc, and are sometimes regarded as sacred headgear, a sign of mourning, and divine right depending on the culture. Maybe I shouldn't think so much into it, but my American gal self would just feel terribly vapid and politically incorrect strutting down the streets of SoHo in one.
Regardless, after being bombarded by those delicious advertisements that strategically pull at my heartstrings, and seeing Rachel Roy rock the chocolate colored one on SocialiteRank.com, I started to crush on the turban. You can imagine my delight when re-closeting a mess of stockings at Vogue, I discovered a bin chock full of gold ones. My delight soon turns to what I feel most of the time at Vogue, however, which is pure envy. So, how do I relieve it? Thanks to the advent of apparel technology and fast fashion, TopShop.com has come to the rescue with a black jersey knit version (shown above) for a lovely £10 or $20.
Will I really sport this on the streets? Time will tell, but I figure you can roll in anything as long as you're confident, in New York, and in your 20's.
Photos taken from:
Top Shop &
Style.com