Blasblog From Paris: Feeling the Crush
In seasons past, a real fashion week crush happened just before a show started, when everyone had filed into the venue and was scrambling for their seats. But times have changed. Now the hoopla begins much sooner and lasts much longer. Take yesterday’s Dior show, which had PETA protesters crowding fur-clad attendees and accosting them with some pretty heavy commentary. (You would think the fashion gods would strike down anyone disparaging Carine Roitfeld—in a Joseph Altuzarra coat with furry fringe shoulders—right then and there, wouldn’t you?) Once through that maze, it was onto the dizzying array of Japanese street-style photographers who ask seemingly every well-heeled fashion editor to stop and pose. In the early days of the Sartorialist, a blogger would be fine with eye contact, but today they pose whole shots: Outside Dior, I saw one person drag an editor across the park to stand in front of a statue. And she did it. “I don’t mind,” she later told me, “because these are the only shots that matter now. Some of these pictures are better than what happens on the runway.” And she may be right—entire blogs are fueled by these images, establishing an entire generation of muses. And, don’t forget, after the PETA and blogger gauntlet, it’s on to the fashion show itself for the vintage crush we all know so well. Hey, no one said this industry was easy.
about this blog
- style file covers all the news in style, from high street to high fashion, with dispatches from new york, l.a., london, paris, milan, tokyo, beijing, and more