New York Fashion Week: Diary Entry no.5
September 19th, 2009 | Published in Blog
New York Fashion Week Ends
Words by Annabell.
There is something about New York and I still don’t know what it is or how to describe it. It’s like there is a place for everyone in New York. The city is not like what people describe, no one is mean and cold, nor does it seem like this giant city where you will get robbed in the old part of town. New York is an old city with so much culture and the people are so welcoming and helpful. (But I do see what they say about the nasty PR girls).
Willow in The Salon was the last show of the week that I attended. I didn’t know anything about this designer and the rows were barely filled. The seats were lined with bright yellow bags and the only thing in them was a bottle of water that was given free to everyone in the tents anytime they needed. I rolled my eyes and thought this was going to be joke of a show. But then, the show started with Karlie Kloss in a faded black and white print day dress followed by an asymmetrical jumper. Every single garment and every single detail was perfect; I was speechless from the first look onward. The models were so in sync with the music, the clothes, and each other. This was by far the best show I have seen all week: the models, the music, the set, everything. Every piece played with a variety of textures that were perfectly draped–I didn’t think it was possible to reach perfection in fashion, but this is the closest I have ever seen. The show ended with Abbey Lee in a structured jacket covered in hundreds of buttons. Unbelievable. This show reminded me of what fashion is really about, living and feeling exactly what the designer had in her mind.
People hype New York up a lot, it’s supposedly the best place on earth and everyone HAS to go; and I admit, it’s a truly amazing place. You never know who you might run into, or who someone is. I have met a lot of people, learned a lot, expected the unexpected, and didn’t want to leave. People say that when you go to New York it’s totally not what you expect, and you will just get it, everything will find its place. Perfect words: once you go, you will just get it, everything makes sense, and it was definitely not what I expected. People In New York are there to work, it is therir job; they are not there to party or pick up women. The city is not glamorous with heeled snobby skinny girls. They do exist but fashion doesn’t make you a God; everyone is human and we are all in this industry because we have something in common and a belief that we all share, and I now understand it. It’s competitive, it’s hard work, but we do it because we love it. And even if we love it others may not, it is a constant circle, constant falls and constant excitement. It is not New York that is hard to handle it is the industry itself. Its something that can’t really be described unless you go. Everyone has their place and let me tell you it is worth every bitchy PR person.
There is something about New York, I still don’t know what it is or how to describe it.
