Please forgive me for the lack of posting, the month of February has been crazy; Fashion Week, Creative Lounge Chicago- a fashion showroom opening for local designers, and other events that have posts to follow.
But to more pressing matters: Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week in New York.
Trust me, I did not have invitations to attend the shows- and to sneak in? Forget about it. Security was so tight and the embarrassment of them asking “who are you” would dare not loom over my self-proclaimed-fame ego. The buzz of people being pissed that one of the Jersey Shore girls crashed the Michael Kors show made it to The New York Times and was enough to let me know I’ll play the role as a spectator.
However, this was the last year Fashion Week would be held at Bryant Park and I’d be a fool not to be there. The atmosphere was intense: Chloe booties in sight, mink coats and shawls, attitudes exhumed from unapproachable journalists, top editors, and stylists. Just being in the park or on 42nd-5th ave was enough to make you want to sell your soul for an invitation.
Thanks to Style.com we’ve had the opportunity to get runway access the past few months; however critics aren’t being so welcoming to designer’s Fall 2010 fashions. Cathy Horne of The New York Times Fashion & Style section wrote that some of the designs arrived with low expectations. Stating editors saw “a lack of fun” and a blogger received a FREE Dolce & Gabbana fur jacket.
Not sure if I embrace the fact that celebrity status is beginning to dwindle, or if I’m worried that there won’t be a dividend between whats real and what’s “reality”. Marc Jacobs has even refused to invite celebs to his shows. Uncouth women who have deemed themselves “Bad Girls” are considered something now, bloggers who have never sat through a journalism course are all of the sudden “writers”, and those who have never had a creative idea are stylists and fashion designers. If you ask me: blame reality television. Everyone has a chance to shine and make it. And that brings me to my point; people who did not have invites were walking the park like they were indeed “somebody’s”- faux paparazzi were running each other over trying to get a pic of this ridiculous woman with a hot pink (appropriately) faux fur, tight liquid leggings, and a bleach blond wig. All the while on the arm of a European-looking man who was dressed like a cowboy. I literally seen them lurking the park to attract the on-looking cameras.
If there is one thing that could be done during the week, it was the site seeing. Trying to catch a glimpse of celebrities (who were going in and out of the door around back, where no one but my friend Michelle and I thought to look for a while) and what they chose to put on to brave the snow. THE most stylish people were waiting out front as well as tourists walking by asking, “what’s going on?” It’s crazy, there were more men hanging around the park than I expected. Very stylish men. And many photographers. I figured people would be there with photographers and they would be there to capture the moment, but I’m wondering if there were so many because of the blog and website boom. Don’t fret- my week was still amazing; everyone from everywhere comes to the city, mingling was a no brainer. Met some interesting people, including a photographer from London; Daniel Muhindi. Check his site at www.danielmuhindi.com. Getting into the shows may not have been a success this year, but trust- the goal is to have my little notepad, jotting down clever notes for an editorial for a publication next time around. ~C.M.
Check out these views from the street