Fashion Week is overrated. There I said it. It looks pretty on the outside – with those big white tents, ads for pricey bubbly and Manolo shod gorgeous stick figures trekking up the steps to flash their invitations, but, like many pretty people you know, it’s a let down when you get inside. Unless your business card says Vogue or your daddy’s credit card says Hilton – you spend most of your time in lines. Imagine velvet ropes outside a club for a party you were invited to, but the host is going to show up “whenever.” Most designers are over an hour late to their own shows. So there we are – non-Conde Nasties – standing in line, calves burning from our 3 inch heels and when they finally open the doors everyone races in to grab a seat (usually overbooked) and then watch what turns out to be 15 minutes of anorexic 15 year olds in oversized shoes, toes stuffed with tissue paper, walking up and down a plank to house music. If you’re lucky they trip.
Yesterday – when the hurricane rains blew through NYC, subways flooded and shut-down, and humidity was at a hair nightmare 200% – I decided to pass on the opening day.
Here’s what I missed:
[url=http://www.fashionweekdaily.com/content/templates/gallery.asp?articleid=3298&zoneid=1]The Daily asked a group of discriminating editors what they?ll be wearing for fashion week[/url]
[url=http://nymetro.com/fashion/fashionshows/]The Spring ’05 Shows Photos and news from the runways in Bryant Park on nymetro.com[/url]
[url=http://www.style.com/fashionshows/collections/S2005RTW/runwayshows/index.html]SPRING FASHION WEEK on style.com[/url]
[url=http://nypost.com/style/19296.htm]NYPost.com: Paris Hilton upstaged by senior supermodel Naomi Campbell[/url]