When I was a child I hated ribbons. I hated girly dresses, those hideous pink pouffy things that my mother made me wear. I hated anything that weren't trousers and t-shirts, and everything else that was remotely girly. In my childhood days I associated all feminine clothes with discomfort because taffeta and polyester just do not work in humid tropical weather.
Most parents would want the best for the children. They project their preferences, insecurities and knowledge on their children, which get translated in the form of their children's clothes, haircuts, which school they go to and the type of pets they have. The problem arises when children are made into extensions of their parents, or worse, accessories to boost parents' self-esteem. The needs, desires and personhoods of their kids become secondary. Children are forced to get As not for the sake of their future, but as a bragging right for parents. Girls and boys have to don outfits they hate so parents can show them off to other fellow cooing parents (cues Honey Boo Boo). These children grow up to perpetuate the vicious cycle of psychological nightmare until someone down the chain breaks it off. It's no wonder that plenty of people harbour unresolved childhood issues that cast a wide unsavoury shadow on our society.
And then Comme des Garçons comes along with reinterpreted children's clothes so some of us can relive our childhood nightmare. From the doll dresses of Fall/Winter 2012, to the roses-on-roids motifs that were in full bloom for Fall/Winter 2013, there's no such thing as too infantile or extravagant. One just have to look at the various iterations of tutu skirts she has released over the years. I'm absolutely amused by my own preferences today which my eight-year-old self would abhor.
I would very much like to point out that Comme isn't the only one making grown up versions of children's clothing. Think girly twee, Modcloth and Zooey Deschanel. Unlike twee however, there is no hint of sexualised innocence in Comme des Garçons. The bulbous, disproportionate, and grotesque clothes are unlikely candidates to be first date material, unless mutual interest in ugly clothing has been established prior.
It would be fascinating to find a correlation between a person's childhood experiences and likelihood of becoming a fan of Comme des Garçons, or simply attempt to establish the existence of that correlation. Wait no, perhaps this is far too limiting of a scope. A substantial study would be to demonstrate if one's degree of freedom in clothing option or what one wore at adolescence will impact what one chooses to wear in adulthood. I can imagine that grants could be obtained from fashion conglomerates like Inditex and H&M, who will then use the result of this study to further manipulate our shopping behaviour to their advantage. From the day we were born, we would be cajoled into forming consumption habits that will impact future generations to come (remember the vicious psychological cycle). There's certainly no better time to be alive than now.