After a major storm that must have kept planes filled with models, designers, even clothing lines out of the city and the death of an incredible member of the fashion world, the Fall 2010 collections began showing in NYC today and this year is the first in a few that I will not be attending. I didn't expect to care considering it is one of the most hectic and tiring experiences I have ever been through (see last year's here ), but it was so exciting just the same. I might actually miss scouring my closet for at least seven appropriately fashionable and not blatantly thrift store outfits (pretty challenging actually) and waiting in line in heels forever to get into the tents, to again wait forever for the barely ten minute show to start, only being entertained by the flashing lights buzzing around the front row celebrities. Yeah, I am actually a little sad.
Pobably because I am leaving for Berlin in l0 days and am a little sad about everything, but definitely because it is the last Fashion Week to be held at the iconic tents in Bryant Park. I prefer the end of the era events to include me, so I can leave saying that NYC is just not the same anymore anyway. Well I am lucky to have been a part of that world for at least a bit — I got to see so many amazing pieces of clothing from Bill Blass's fabulous gowns to Max Azria's gothic dresses to Miss Sixty's mini leather biker shorts. I got to see Betsey Johnson cartwheel down the runway, I got to witness Christian Siriano's first show, I got to almost run over Anna Wintour in a crowd. It was all pretty fab, but now I am off to maybe not bigger but certainly better things. Have fun for me all of you little fashionistas.
I love these backstage pics from a recent Christian Dior show — a cell phone is certainly the hottest accessory.
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