When Paris to Hollywood: The Fashion and Influence of Véronique and Gregory Peck opens at the Denver Art Museum on March 14, we’ll gain insights into how clothing can define an era—which made us wonder how COVID-19 will be remembered in couture. Here, we recap the accoutrements of our (quarantine) lives.
Ah, what sweet summer children we were, with our freshly manicured nails, professionally trimmed hair, and DIY masks that were going to help us flatten the curve before summer.
Was the virus on our hands? Our hair? Our groceries? None of us was sure, and we were not taking any chances. So we treated every trip to the store like we were headed to Chernobyl.
Sales of loungewear (often tie-dyed—for positive vibes) continued to soar when we accepted our offices weren’t reopening anytime soon. The best part was, as we craftily donned dress shirts before Zoom meetings, our co-workers never knew we’d completely given up.
Our confidence spiked along with the temperature, as (slightly) lower infection rates prompted us to convene, socially distanced, outdoors. Still, safety was the new black, so masks matching our outfits became our most important accessories.
Halloween was upon us, but ghosts seemed much less scary compared to yet another spike in coronavirus cases. Were we wearing a costume under the weighted blankets we wrapped ourselves in? Did it matter?
Outdoor-only restaurant seating in Denver gave “dress for dinner” a whole new meaning. Turns out, eating in a ski jacket wasn’t so bad, though grasping utensils in our mittens got a bit clumsy.
Instagram feeds are flooded with vaxxies—selfies taken while getting the vaccine—and we’ll be decked out in our finest when we get inoculated this month (fingers crossed). That’s right, winged eyeliner: We haven’t forgotten about you.