(meadham kirchhoff for topshop dress from ebay, chloe sevs x oc paisley tights, dries van noten shoes)
I'm not really sure where to even begin with Loveless, and why I love it, and why it means so much to me. Perhaps I am not skilled enough with words. I'm certainly willing to admit that.
I was 19 when I heard it for the first time. The memory of my very first encounter with it is indelibly etched upon my brain, a moment so crystal clear it is as if it just happened, despite the fact that at the time I was very high. My dear friend Annie put on "I Only Said". She'd been telling me for some time that I needed to listen to Loveless. Her head slumped into her arms on our kitchen table and she mumbled "this album is too good, it's too good...". And I did not understand it. Those crashing guitars, waves of dissonance, whispery lyrics about oral sex, I really wasn't in the cognitive place to truly get it. It was only a few months later when I was home alone, on a rainy day, when it finally clicked within me.
Loveless is transcendental. It is music that is not of this world. It eschews banal pop sensibilities in favor of enveloping your senses in sound - in a noise so tangible that it feels like something you could reach and caress, or be caressed by, really, both at the same time. It holds you. It is music that shimmers and rainbows, it turns these optical notions in actual sounds. It exists within its own place and its own time. Indeed, this is why numerous copycat bands have never quite mastered Loveless' brilliance: it creates it own pink world that is completely impossible to replicate.
I'd been looking for a Loveless-y dress for a very long time, and eBay presented me with this piece from Meadham Kirchhoff's second Topshop line. I do not know if they were inspired by Loveless when they designed this dress but to me, the resemblance was startlingly accurate. This dress captures everything I love and feel and believe about Loveless; its brashness, its torrent of pink noise, its assail of reverb and perhaps most importantly, its underlying intangibility. This feeling that no matter how hard your brain attempt to organize this music, you will never quite be able to. You aren't meant to. To love Loveless is to let go.