Asked at the last gasp of a Paris appointment how she came up with the name Electric Feathers, Leana Zuniga tells a tale of serendipitous inspiration circuitously—via a shining moon, Sitting Bull, and badgering her artist father for a print. Earlier she stresses that those are rectangles, not squares, on the gray and taupe Peruvian baby alpaca knits: "I m into the divine geometry. If I can incorporate it, then I do." If anything, Zuniga s clothes recount her shaman-flavored, 70s-reared, all-organic sensibility more concisely than she does. The granola-toned wooden buttons on her fly-fronted, spongy cuffed, and collared silk peasant-ish blouse or smock dress are market-stall alt, yet finished as finely as anything from the Garment District. Marvelously, Chic wore matching rope-tied Electric Feathers Genie lamé jumpsuits for a gig alongside Nile Rodgers in New York last month—both performers and outfits looked of their time yet beyond it, too. Zuniga s Propeller dress features diamond-sided flying pockets at each side to allow for full-hipped swagger, while similarly but with more nuance her narrow-calfed, high-waisted herringbone jodhpur pants have a swashbuckling fullness for the sake of movement and freeing discretion. It s not all ambiently Anjelica Huston attire, though. Zuniga s black bouclé culottes are as convincing as any out there right now, balanced beautifully between fit and flare. Earth-womenswear.
