Kris Van Assche’s Chola Fashion Show Leaves Much To Be Desired

Designer Kris Van Assche’s (teehee) latest fashion influence is, apparently, the chola look. Only cholas don’t wear sheer gowns and shiny tuxedos. And aren’t generally 95-pound Eastern European teenagers stomping down a runway. Pero, whatever:

No one could ever deny that Kris Van Assche sticks to his guns with his love of all things Latin American, but his fascination tends to be more intriguing than the fashion that results from it. This season, for instance, he was drawn to the chola, the Mexican gangbanger’s moll. At least that was one interpretation of the black and midnight blue palette, the tank tops and baggy shorts (more boxer’s shorts than boxer shorts), and the hard-edged styling touches like dark makeup and teardrop tattoos.

Please. We’re going to make our own chonga fashion show. Whither the airbrushed T-shirts with Betty Boop dressed as a thug? The pencil-thin eyebrows? The lacquered-on curls and dirty scrunchies? Hell, we accidentally dress like this and this like Van Ass vato or whatever can’t even do it on purpose. More unchola nonsense, after the jump:

Sad girl is sad.

Fuck. I left my shank in my other super-shiny smoking jacket. Again.

Yeah, so what if I stole my vato’s shorts. Before he left to see Liberace on Ice.

[Style.com via Dlisted]