My personal reflection is impetuous: if you were expecting more, the problem might lie in how you were looking. Maybe you didn’t notice the pattern of the lace, perhaps the way you neither saw nor perceived any interior seam, or the way a print aligned masterfully with the full pattern of a piece, or the layering of fabrics to create subtle depth, or perhaps the weight of a train, the way a waistband adjusted effortlessly to the model’s waist, or the size of the cuff on a basic white T-shirt.

 

When you don’t see depth at first glance, it’s time to do the active exercise of looking deeper, something that, like almost every active exercise today, feels lazy.