2008’s MMM wraparound shades represented the post-dot com cyber-present. Twitter was on the rise and you carefully augmented your reality and Gibsonian present with a collection of handy ebooks on a various array of electronic devices. You were quick on the draw to help poise the open ears of marketing execs of strategies to come and scraped some extra cash into your coffers. The world was your oyster and you watched as the burgeoning French electro scene exploded everywhere bringing back some of the aspirational ideas of 80s futurism. However it was short lived as before you knew it you found yourself down on your luck in a recession crash with a failed New York dream blowing away like tattered stock tickers of years past. We’ve all been had by the bankers and now the illuminated power-structures made their final moves to show the nation state that they and The Cabal are the ones pulling the strings. It is only seemingly fitting that A-Morir release their own rendition of Maison Martin Margiela’s wraparound shades with Mad-Max spikes on the front. The future won’t be pretty and if lucky it’ll remain in the present Zero History of iPhones and a relatively ok limbo-state between war and recovery. However somehow mid-term elections and News-Entertainment oligarchies cause you to question that inkling of hope. You’ll need those spikes during the collapse to head-butt any mutant scum that come your way and these mirrorshades won’t let them track the whites of your eyes. Fashion is now about survival and the gritty numerology of the price-point harkens darkly to the number of the beast. You clutch your Apple-Device and a cheap chinese-made solar charger in a symbolic handshake under your coat pocket and think to yourself the last lines from John Carpenter’s Escape From LA: “Welcome to the human race.” Women’s Sunglasses by A-Morir by Kerin Rose, US$ 222.- from Karmaloop
