Oh, Yoko. The nearly 80-year-old "petite poly-hyphenate," via the New York Times' Jacob Bernstein, has stayed busy, doing talk shows and benefits and fund-raisers, awarding her Peace Prize to the members of Pussy Riot, working on art and feminist projects as well as jewelry collections, fighting fracking and hunger, working on a new album with her son, Sean, and engaging in the New York social scene. She is also designing men's wear for Opening Ceremony. It is ... well, look for yourself:
Bernstein writes in his "Thursday Styles" piece that upon his meeting with Ono at the "trendy fashion emporium" helmed by Humberto Leon, "Ms. Ono pointed to another sketch, this time with arrows pointing at the nipples, and directions that read: 'holes to put flowers (fresh) in.'" Ah! "Moments later, an assistant brought over kneepads with eyes drawn on them. Why bother asking what they were designed for? Suffice it to say, Ms. Ono’s target demographic does not appear to be members of the National Football League."
Ono, disturbed that women were always the ones being "sexually objectified by designers," had wanted to do men's clothing back in the '60s, to allow women to enjoy men's sexuality for a change. But the world was perhaps not ready for it. Now, Bernstein writes, "the male body ... a Madison Avenue commodity," her line is out, and Ono is not that woman who broke up the Beatles, "but as an elder stateswoman of cool; a reminder of what New York used to be before it was taken over by hedge fund types." Her designs are punk, mod, edgy, titillating, weird, challenging, and fun, and Leon "jumped at the chance to work with her." That piece with the bells-as-breasts? It says "Ring for your mommy" underneath the bells.