Franco Moschino relentlessly mocked the fashion system, yet profited by it. He used shows as theater, and humor as marketing. Garments were his picket-line placards: Everything from suits to tees were emblazoned with slogans like “Good Taste Doesn’t Exist”; he’d embroidered the words “Waist of Money” on a jacket in place of a belt. Like Elsa Schiaparelli, he played with surrealism through decorative trompe l’oeil effects (one otherwise classic black suit, for example, bore silverware and a napkin in place of buttons and jabot).
“I’m not a fashion designer,” Moschino declared. “I’m a painter, a decorator. I’m not the author of a new era.”
Source : Vogue