Mon Mothma in Andor

Disney Needs a Mon Mothma Fashion Line

Laura J. Burns
Laura J. Burns writes books, writes for TV, and sometimes writes TV based on books and books based on TV. She will never, however, write a poem. She’s the managing editor of The Antagonist.

Andor is the best Star Wars show so far that doesn’t have Baby Yoda. I love so many things about it, but the one thing I can’t stop thinking of is Mon Mothma. I want to be her when I grow up, and also I want to wear her clothes. I need Disney to get on this ASAP, because it’s almost Christmas and I would put every one of these outfits on my list.

We all know Mon used to favor matronly nightgown-esque sorts of gowns. She wasn’t old, but they dressed her like she was. Why? Ask the men at Lucasfilm.

Why so loose and baggy?

But now! Now she’s in full politician mode, living a double life on Coruscant. She’s a senator trying to hold onto the last shreds of the republic while also secretly planting the seeds of the rebellion to come. A woman simply cannot do that while wearing a muu-muu. You need structure for that sort of 4D chess playing.

The only thing Andor keeps is Mon Mothma’s chain fetish, but the shapelessness is gone and the galaxy is better for it. I mean…

Mon Mothma looking fierce in a gold dress in Andor

Look at the neckline! Look at the superb fit! Look at the draping of the wrap! I would wear this dress to a black tie party right now. Make it happen, Disney.

Mon likes gold tones, but for this soiree she went with more of a copper color. Still with the gorgeous textures and interesting neckline. What is that fabric? It looks like it would be very forgiving and not cling to places you don’t want clung to.

It’s not all dinner parties with useless husbands, petulant teen daughters, and rebel-minded old flames, though. Mon Mothma also has Senate work to attend to. Her business looks are pretty damn good. Check out the layered collars.

Mon is big on layers. Here she is coming home from an afternoon of shopping for rare art to gift her Empire-curious husband while also fraternizing with the art dealer who wants to start a revolution. She still looks impeccable, because she’s Mon Fucking Mothma.

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So keep your wacky hairstyles from Naboo and Alderaan. Keep your princesses and queens. Give me this badass grown-up senator who knows who to charm and how to play the game, looking perfect while she does it. But mostly, Disney, just give me the clothes.

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