It’s 1st December and the season of love, giving and perpetual hope is upon us, and what better way to get in the mood than with Rizzoli’s new book, by and about the man, the myth, the legend, fashion’s Funnest with a capital F and i-D’s most beloved, Jeremy Scott?
© JEREMY SCOTT by Jeremy Scott, Rizzoli New York, 2014
“Jeremy was bad taste personified, a trailer park punk who skipped from his home town of Kansas to New York then Paris, his mullet flying against conformity, high tops scuffed, eyebrows shaved and draped in an American flag – spreading ear to ear smiles and bucket loads of silliness in his wake,” we wrote in The Ice-Cream Issue, July 07, and all of it still reigns true today. Jeremy runs his own label, a collaborative line with adidas and was named Creative Director of Moschino last year, making waves through the industry with his fast food (autumn/winter 14) and plastic fantastic Barbie (spring/summer 14) collections for fashion’s most delicious brand.
Jeremy Scott the book begins with an introduction by Jeffrey Deitch before an array of absolutely salacious imagery including Polaroids taken backstage at his shows and shoots from his favourite magazines like i-D. He’s dressed everyone from Miley Cyrus to Miss Piggy, been on the cover of BUTT, written and directed a short film, Starring, and takes pictures too. There’s nothing our Jeremy can’t do and we can’t wait to get our hands on his monograph.
