The Turban

Okay, we need to have a talk. It has come to my attention that this season's designer headgear of choice is the turban. Now, typically this word conjures up images of taxi drivers or screen sirens of the 1930's, but here we see a sleeker version from the fashion deity, Prada. But this trend is not just a blip from some crazy Italian, I have also espied the same questionable headdress in our homegrown boy, Ralph Lauren's, spring collection.

I can't tell you how this disturbs me. Not so much the turban itself, you can see how it might work on Norma Desmond, but the fact that they are being made available to the public- and in shiny purple- well that is downright terrifying! Come on now, you know most of society can't be trusted with their own fashion choices, and I fear the combination of an American Express card and a misguided sense of adventure could spell tragedy for a Manhattan socialite. It's a very short step from fashionista to penis head where a turban is concerned, and these in particular have a very prophylactic look about them.
And really, what is the appropriate occasion on which to wear such a thing? This chick looks like she's heading to the office for a day of board meetings or paper-filings. Can you honestly imagine such a look being well received at your local attorney's office?

Now Fashionslave holds a deep and abiding love for all things Prada, and at last check was somewhat on the fence regarding the turban revival. We await her comment in the Great Turban Debate of 2007.