Fashion Week Diaries: People Freak Over Paris At Jill Stuart
February 18, 2009
I felt so important walking up the steps of the NY Public Library to the Jill Stuart show yesterday, mostly because of the nice little photographer who decided to snap my photo (Disclaimer: he was taking pictures of ANYONE wearing sunglasses, including the group of goth twelve-year-olds smoking cloves on the steps. I think Getty threatened to fire him if he didn't reach his quota for the day).
Once inside, the reality that I am neither Anna Wintour nor an Olsen twin set in when I was nearly trampled to death by two girls eager to introduce themselves to Bethany from Real Housewives NYC. The pixie thin, DD-cupped reality star politely obliged, yet declined to remove the red lollipop from her mouth. Bethany, how many licks will it take before you realize sucking on anything in a photograph at a fashion show is just plain tacky? What would the Countess think?
Peering down onto the heads of those important enough to be seated, I noticed the majority of them were covered in furry Russian hats or those Elmer Fudd flap ones. There were also lots of plain knit beanies worn by grungy, beautiful, emaciated girls.
The front row was chock full of young celebs, with the Hilton sisters causing the most commotion (they're still around and popular?). When they arrived, so many cameras went off we thought MObama was in fact making a Fashion Week appearance. Imagine my disappointment when I found out all the fuss was over Paris. Oh, and that Trachtenberg girl.
Both Hiltons wore shrunken black leather jackets, and since we would never advocate copying Paris Hilton's anything, I recommend taking some style cues from the other sister. Try out Nikki's look by pairing this Lucca Leather Jacket ($736) with bad-ass Promiscuous Booties ($114). And If you want to give the brooding knit cap look a try, opt for this Slouchy beanie ($28) over unwashed, I just came to this morning's show from last night's afterparty hair.
The show had a dark, brooding vibe to it as well, with the collection inspired by women in music. More than one look reminded me of Madonna circa Like A Virgin. Oversized crosses were a big accessory, and there was no shortage of lace, eyeliner, or the color black. I can see Paris in some pieces, not so much the meek, doe-eyed Brittany Snow sitting two seats down.