AW15 FERAL NATION

The Hunter crouches in his blind
‘neath camouflage of every kind,
And conjures up a quacking noise
To lend allure to his decoys.
This grown-up man, with pluck and luck
Is hoping to outwit a duck.
-Ogden Nash

A primal fog seeps over our collective learned habits, and shared memories. Everyone is perfectly capable of angst-driven behavior because we are all trained in emotional warfare. Our animal instinct, like a well-worn survival kit, guides us through this urban jungle with savage logic. Our hearts, our dreams and our judgments are not bulletproof: we have capillary artillery at our disposal. This innate streak of violence is untamed, unhinged and unpredictable. The world may be politically divided by international boundaries but a feral nation is a territory with no such lines, because you can’t dissect human feelings of rage, for we all bleed in unison. Can we combat such feelings without resorting to conflict? Maybe we keep our wild sides buried, in the name of civilized calm. Maybe, if we can indeed wear our hearts on our sleeves, we can find a way to wear our feral energy

Thus, Feral Nation, revolves around bringing up the chaos within, without bringing up the negative connotations associated with it. Camouflage, in neoprene, parachute silk and plastic, is bombed with embellishments, to signify the triumph of the human spirit in the face of adversity. Sweatshirts evoking militaria and animal-inspired headgear representing our inner feral nature, are lined up in this battalion of looks, to show that we can tap into our deepest fears, and look fierce, without haranguing the embassy of common sense and tranquil co-existence
In essence, this is a fashion negotiation.
A stylistic peace treaty.
Let’s shake hands on it?
“Roger that”