Rick Owens, OnlyFans and the Politics of Feet Pics
When the enfant terrible of fashion looks down, what does he see? Two words, so cunt. Rick Owens has never been shy about using fetish as a medium with bondage-laced runways, statues pissing in gold arcs, models swinging mid-air like apocalyptic marionettes… Owens has done it all, leaving little to shock us. Yet, in 2025, his podium of rebellion looks surprisingly low-tech and deliciously absurd: OnlyFans. Yes, Rick Owens now has an account dedicated exclusively to feet pics, priced at $5/month.
He calls it “transgression till the day I die… a response to prissy moralism.” Only Rick could turn toes into a manifesto. This isn’t a random stunt. Owens’ unexpected muse is Virginia Oldoini, the Countess of Castiglione, who in her later years retreated from the public eye and had photographers capture her feet as an act of controlled self-mythology. Owens echoes this ritual of aging and reinvention, calling it “an interesting way of addressing aging.” For him, the foot becomes a symbol of raw intimacy, power, and quiet decay—an everyday object elevated to cult status. It’s Rick’s idea of a soft revolution: no theatrics, just toes in high definition, still carrying the weight of a anti fashion empire.
The beauty about it is in the cause. The fund of his OnlyFans go straight to The Allanah Foundation, a Paris-based non-profit that supports trans youth, emerging queer artists, and marginalized creative communities. For Owens, this is not about hype but redistribution. “If I’m going to monetize my own body, I might as well fund someone else’s future with it,” he has suggested in interviews. It’s a subversive twist on capitalism—using the most banal fetish content to funnel real money into spaces that need it most. OnlyFans, once dismissed as purely transactional, becomes in Owens’ hands a platform for resistance, queer solidarity, and alternative patronage. The act is as provocative as any of his runway moments—because what’s more punk than funding a new generation of outsiders with foot pics?
When you look at the bigger picture, Rick Owens is curating a disruptive form of new media rather than just selling sex. It’s clear as day that OnlyFans, TikTok, Instagram etc. have become the new cultural runways, where intimacy is currency and micro-gestures shape macro-trends. Owens isn’t just selling feet; he’s hacking the system, using its voyeuristic architecture to redistribute attention and wealth. In a digital era where every image is either scrollable or forgettable, Owens’ feet stand as a strange kind of permanence, crazy huh? Think of it as a recipe: algorithms, intimacy, and self-awareness are the ingredients that bake today’s cultural influence.
