As I’ve said pretty much each season, the end of fashion week always brings mixed feelings. This was amplified at the end of New York Fashion Week. On the one hand, I’d had THE best time, fallen in love with the city that never sleeps and had no real desire to leave anytime soon. On the other, I was utterly exhausted, craving a salmon supreme sushi box (for some unfathomable reason they don’t have itsu in NYC… yet) and my feet seemed to have turned into one giant blister. Of course, the second I touched down in English soil it would be time to start gearing up for the London leg of fashion month, but I was trying very hard not to think about that yet.
Shoes & Belt: Topshop
Bag: Anya Hindmarch
Image by Sophia Tragash
My first port of call was Lincoln Centre for a designer who’s collections always delight me, Nanette Lepore. I arrived late after another subway related debacle – attempted to walk the whole way across town, gave up half way and got the train… the wrong train – but luckily I took my seat in time to check out the fash-tastic FROW which included Marie Claire Accessories Editor, Kyle Anderson, America’s Next Top Model judge Jay Manuel and the unbelievably stylish Senior Fashion Market Editor of Harpers Bazaar, Joanna Hillman. Read more
Why is it that late nights inevitably seem to happen before early starts? Or at least, I find that to be the case. Despite my mid afternoon kick offs on Sunday and Monday, I refrained from hitting the town, choosing to spend both evenings show going, blogging and drinking Pinot Grigio from the comfort of the sofa. Well that all went out the window come Monday but when there’s as fabulous a party as the W Magazine bash on the cards, frankly it would be a CRIME to stay home. Suffice to say, I felt a whole lot less smug and sensible the next morning.
Blouse & Skirt: Whistles
Bag: Jaeger London
Necklace: Anne Bowes Jewellery
Shoes: Kurt Geiger
Regardless of my fuzzy head and aching feet, nothing was going to stop me attending the J.Crew presentation. Judging by the high heeled hoards that poured into the Studio at Lincoln Centre, I was the only person who felt this way. Indeed, such an impressive turnout before 9.30am on day 6 of New York Fashion Week was a true testament to the sartorial clout of a brand once associated with soccer moms and suburban sports casual. Under the expert direction of Jenna Lyons, J.Crew has – as I’m sure you know – become one of the most in demand labels around. Industry big hitters including Hamish Bowles, Caroline Issa and Natalie Massinet were all in attendance and of course, Lyons’ latest collection were a treat to behold. Read more
As if we weren’t excited enough for the Mulberry show already, they’ve gone an released this tantalising teaser video… Damn you Emma Hill, my bank balance will never be safe!
You can also watch the show live at 10am GMT on Tuesday at http://www.mulberry.com/ss13show. I don’t know about you, but this is one of the ones I’m most excited about, not least for the ever-stellar FROW.
Day 5 was hands down the most stressful of New York Fashion Week. I mean, so stressful I cried. Why? I hear you ask. Did I get turned away from a major show? Spurned by a bitchy blogger or evil editor? Fall over in my ridiculously vertiginous heels? I’m embarrassed to say, the cause of my Monday morning mayhem was none of the above. This season I stayed with a friend on the lower East side and she very kindly made me my own key. Even more kindly, she made me another key when I lost the first one. You would have thought I’d be a bit more careful after that but no, I lost key number two… Whilst on a Starbucks trip in my pyjamas less than two hours before the Phillip Lim show. As you can probably imagine, I lost it. Somehow I managed to get my sh*t together enough to flag a cab uptown and beg a key from my friends poor flatmate who was, rather unfortunately, in the middle of a meeting. I no doubt looked mildly mad careering around the Big Apple in my floral Gap pj’s but no way in HELL was I missing out on the chance to see my beloved Phillip Lim’s latest collection on the runway!
Thanks to grim determination and several very patient taxi drivers, I made to 3.1 Phillip Lim in time to spend the rudimentary half hour show delay checking out the FROW. And what a front row it was! The international fashion elite had turned out in force, think Giovanna Battaglia, Hamish Bowles, Suzy Menkes, Bryan Boy and Dree Hemingway to name but a few. I think it’s safe to say that 3.1 Phillip Lim is one of the hottest labels around right now and he certainly lived up to his Wunderkind status that afternoon. Read more
Despite all intentions to hit the big city on Saturday night I found myself struggling to stay awake in the cab home (officially NEVER attempting the subway again after the Brooklyn debacle) and decided to do the sensible thing for once in my life and head straight to bed. My mid fashion week respite continued on the next day with no shows until 3pm!
After spending a perfect Sunday morning exploring downtown Manhattan I headed back to the mayhem of Lincoln Centre. Any Londoner who’s ever gone anywhere near Somerset House during fashion week will have experienced the hoards of photographers, editors, stylist, bloggers, models and other sartorially inclined folk who descend on the capital for the shows. Well, Lincoln Centre during fashion week is like that… Times about fifty. After trying, and failing, to summon up the strength to battle the crowds in order to make the Custo Barcelona show I decided to hit Starbucks to replenish my caffeine levels, use their WiFi and generally prep myself for a show I was extremely excited about, Diane Von Furstenberg.