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4:00 p.m.: I just got back from the tents in Bryant Park. I can’t tell if this season’s theme is the parthenon, but if you look at the tromp l’oeil columns and sculptures on the frieze of the building, done up in muted tones of beige and white, it’s definitely “Greek inspired.”
I usually go early and expect a long line. This year, I decided not to go too early. I waited a few hours and then started out for Bryant Park. To my surprise, the line really wasn’t long, with only a couple of dozen people ahead of me. The sun was out, I had on a warm jacket. I actually enjoyed being outside, chatting with two line-mates from Japan. We talked about the fact that no two fashion weeks are ever the same, and while it’s exciting to be a part of it, we really prefer the designer press previews (such as the one I attended at Reem Acra in December) that lets press get up close and personal with the clothes and the designer. Hopefully, there will be more opportunities like that for press, so we don’t have to compete for seats that generally are going to celebrities and those who love to watch them.
This year, IMG really got it right. THANK YOU IMG! Photographers who already had uploaded their head shot credentials were singled out and brought inside (or at least some of them were). And, lucky for me, a woman woman with a clipboard and a very thick list of names was giving out press badges to writers who really had no need to go inside the registration area at all. I was in and out in less than an hour! Fantastic!
With a little time on my hands, I wandered over to Lord and Taylor, just to see what was on the sale racks. Nothing really excited me. But I began to think about what outfits I’d be wearing in the next 7 days inside the tents. The first season I attended I pulled out all the stops, from hair to makeup to clothing to shoes, I selected the most fashionable clothes I had in my closet each day. By the end of the first day I had painful blisters. The next day I wore an outfit that was so hot in a crowd, I thought I’d faint. By day three, my feet were not only blistered, but burning.
In subsequent seasons I toned down the look to meet the reality that I’m I have to work the room, literally. I’m not being whisked to one show a day in a Town Car or Limo, and escorted to a front row seat at the last minute. Last season, I admit to wearing the Havianna flip-flops being given out at the tents during more than one long, hot, hard, day. By now, I can tell the “regulars” from clients of the designers and other favorites by what they wear: low-heeled shoes and loose clothing, with a lightweight handbag or a tote.
This season my wardrobe is veering off the fashionable path more than usual, because it’s also cold in NYC, and we’re all going to be lugging coats as well as everything else. I’m not trying to capture the attention of “The Daily”, so I might as well get through Fashion Week in comfort. Perhaps I should want to be part of the fashion parade, but I’m not the entertainment, I’m working press.
Tomorrow I’m planning to attend just one show: Venexiana. Then, let the games, begin!