First look at Vera Wang F/W 2010 today at Bryant Park. Photo: Alize Morand.
Live from New York Fashion Week: New York is different from everything else. And so is the fashion scene: more calm and casual than in London or Paris, yet there is a certain energy in the room, a spark in the atmosphere, a bright sun despite the snow around. The drinks are very much stronger too, which makes open-bar after-parties rather difficult to recover from.
So much happened in the past few days that it is difficult to sum it up, but it involved some show-watching (Vera Wang, Perry Ellis, Rad Hourani, The Green Shows, Temperley), celebrity-spotting (Kim Kardashian, Kelly Osbourne, Leigh Lezark, and tons of US/ TV reality popstars that I had never heard of before), party-crashing (Zac Posen at the Basquiat-clad Rose Bar, Tracy Reese at the gorgeously hype Goldbar, Bebe Launch Party, but we didn’t make it into Marc), designer-(s)talking (Alice Temperley, Tory Burch, who so kindly invited me herself to her show tomorrow, after we discussed fashion week survival and holidays in Switzerland), caffeine-overdosing (this should stop due to side effects such as hyper-ness), stiletto-running (always!), taxi-fighting (of course, because walking in the melting snow in heels, even for a few blocks, is suicidal, and the NYC underground in a morbid and old system full of rats, although it does run 24h/day), and models-whoaing (the models at Perry Ellis looked like Hollywood actors).
Oh, and I have officially reached new heights: I have been sitting a few feet behind the always-perfect bob of Madame Anna Wintour. Herself. Wow.
More to come soon! In the meantime, check my first article for Le Monde and Prestigium here.