20 posts tagged "New York Fashion Week"
We just found out that Sari Gueron is canceling her Fall 2009 show, which had a spot on the Fashion calendar for Friday, February 13, at 3 p.m., sharing a time slot with BCBG Max Azria. We hear that it is recession- related. (Uh, duh.) Instead, she’s going to be doing showroom appointments for editors for both her collection and her secondary line Sari. It’s sad because Gueron has been showing in various venues (Bryant Park, Bumble and Bumble) since Spring 2005. Shows begin in literally a week. Should we be prepared to have our schedules lighten up over the next seven days? Only time (and fashion publicists) will tell.
“Marc Slashes Invitees.” I got the (slightly violent-sounding) WWD News Alert on my BlackBerry Friday night. But it wasn’t until this morning that I allowed myself to fully examine what the new fashion week development really meant. The specifics: The invite list will be smaller by a whopping 50 percent-plus, going from 2,000 people (1,100 seated and 900 standing) to 700 (500 seated and 200 standing). Celebrities? Maybe one or two, said president Robert Duffy. One or two?! I can only assume that Marc-ettes like Winona Ryder, Sofia Coppola, Zoe Cassavetes, Rachel Feinstein Currin, and Victoria Beckham will make the cut as friends of the house. But I suppose you can forget about seeing every downtown fixture both erstwhile and current. (Lady Bunny, we think you had better make alternate plans for Monday night.) Now, I’m the last person to make the case for New York fashion week being a B-lister-and-hanger-on-packed three-ring circus. In fact, I firmly believe that getting trampled on a daily basis by wild packs of photographers trying to get shots of Sophia Bush has started to chip away at my soul. However, Marc Jacobs’ show is, or was, different. It was a huge, fun family reunion, a metaphorical big tent where New York’s fashion crowd—publicists from other houses, designers of every ilk, stylists, and even editors’ family members—gathered to celebrate New York’s biggest talent and the city’s fashion itself. So while I understand that our current economic climate means that Jacobs and Duffy just can’t host that party anymore, I can’t help feeling like it’s one of those moments When Everything Changed. What about you? Worried you won’t make the cut?
Top on IMG’s Fall 2009 wish list is to get Mrs. Obama to the tents. “We’re prepared to do what it takes,” proclaimed Fern Mallis, the company’s senior vice president, to the crowd of major journalists and public relations professionals gathered this morning at IMG’s offices. The reason behind the meeting, said Mallis, the self-described “stage mother” to designers, was that it seemed that “the only people getting press are those not showing.” (Though that focus will obviously shift during fashion week.) Still, if you were expecting a lighter New York schedule, think again. Almost every day has slots that are, as per usual, triple or quadruple booked. Though the total number of events has dropped from 225 to 197 since February 2008, Mallis and her team emphasized the fact that at this point there are but four fewer designers slated to present in the tents than there were last fall. As for sponsorships, the PR execs said the money is there, you just have to work harder for it. It’s becoming the mantra of our times. At any rate, you can count on Style.com to bring you front-row coverage wherever you are.
Is it just us or is fashion week migrating ever westward? With venues like Eyebeam (21st Street between 10th and 11th avenues), the Glass Houses (25th Street between 10th and 11th avenues), Focus Studio (11th Avenue at 45th Street), and Exit Art (10th Avenue at 36th Street) becoming more popular, there are more than 35 shows located west of Ninth Avenue—a zone that’s far from subways and often brutally low on taxis. A few tips:
Make nice with that market director friend of yours to assure you can hop in her car.
Keep the number of a car service on speed dial.
Stow those Lanvin flats or Havaianas in your handbag as a last resort.
With fashion week officially starting next Friday, I’ve spent the past few days culling invitations and diligently penning them in my book. As I ran out of my space in my agenda—even when I was doing my tiny, serial-killer handwriting—I remembered a joke that Amy Winehouse made during her performance at the Fendi party last season in Paris. “How long is fashion week?” she asked between her shimmies. “I guess it’s a week.” We all laughed (that Amy), but as I started confirming appointments and slotting them into days nearly a full week before September 5, I thought back to the singer’s comment. Fashion week ain’t no week, Amy. It keeps getting bigger and longer; in fact, the New York collections alone are nearly two full weeks. It should really be called Fashion Ten Days or Fashion Week and Counting or something. Just look at Thursday night’s schedule, perhaps one of the most jammed of the entire week—unless one has the craftiest driver on this isle, a die-hard fashion week participant must chose between celebrating the following: art, panties, indie glossies based in London and New York, a new watch, fashion’s much loved and hated super-stylist, a supermodel’s sportswear venture, and a hip-hop star’s foray into menswear. Allow me to break down next Thursday evening for you: Damien Loeb is debuting a new collection of his paintings in Chelsea; La Perla is showing its new intimates and a ready-to-wear collection designed by Alessandro Dell’Acqua at the Empire Hotel; Valentino is launching a watch; Rachel Zoe’s new Bravo show will bow at the Gramercy; Erin Wasson‘s collaboration with Australia-based fashion line RVCA will be unveiled, as well André 3000′s new collection, called Benjamin Bixby, which will be at Barneys; and, if anybody has any steam left, there are dueling parties for Interview magazine and Dazed & Confused. Tired yet? And that’s before things officially get under way, people.