After the jarring Behnaz Sarafpour experience Sunday morning, we returned to the tents in the afternoon. We started with our first Thuy show in the Salon tent. There was a celebrity, Tiffani-Amber Thiessen (Yeah, we know she's dropped the Amber, but we haven't), and so the show could begin. It was a fully packed tent for a relatively little known designer. The line was promising, though featuring sexy, draped party dresses with zipper details that referenced the still important '80s aesthetic without slavishly trying to recreate it.
Onward and forward to Hervé Léger, where the question is always how will Max Azria make those bandage dresses look new again? Before we got the answer, we were treated to Azria's traditional parade of bandaged starlets which included Amanda Bynes, Mischa Barton and, causing a paparazzi stampede, Hilary Duff. Do people really care about this girl, who seems pretty and nice enough. Apparently so, and IMG's security had to step in to keep crowds from crushing the actress. As for those dresses, Azria cleverly freshened them up with twisted and woven effects that looked inventive but might leave an interesting macramé pattern on the torso when removed. We're not entirely sure that the version in strips of denim substituting for elastic will have too many takers, but we're pretty sure some hapless young actress will wear it on a Red Carpet somewhere within the next couple of months.
Later we were back at Bryant Park again for Custo Barcelona's ascension to the big Tent. We were promised the tent transformed into a tropical paradise, a high energy show and a parade of stars. If by "tropical paradise" you mean stripped down tent with no runway, by "high energy" you mean extra loud music and by "parade of stars" you mean Tinsley Mortimer and Kenan Thompson, then they succeeded wildly. Further annoyances include the fact that they invited the immediate world, which means lots of people pumped to see a fashion show —any fashion show, also known as "Amateur Hour at Bryant Park". Also, our "seat assignment" was actually an already crowded standing section located as far away from the exit as possible. We were in a fine mood when we found ourselves there, and by the time the show started, we were thinking of what we could have been watching on TV had we stayed home. On the plus side, Custo Dalmau hired quite a few Black models. Unfortunately, he decided to sent them down the runway in segregated sections. First there were Black girls and guys, then White girls and guys, then Black girls and White guys.
This might be cool in Spain, but in New York, it's kinda racist don't you think?
As for the clothes, we were in no temper to make an objective judgment, but they mostly reminded us of circus costumes, except that most circus costumes are prettier.
Yeah, we don't expect to be seeing any more Custo Barcelona shows.
Onward and forward to Hervé Léger, where the question is always how will Max Azria make those bandage dresses look new again? Before we got the answer, we were treated to Azria's traditional parade of bandaged starlets which included Amanda Bynes, Mischa Barton and, causing a paparazzi stampede, Hilary Duff. Do people really care about this girl, who seems pretty and nice enough. Apparently so, and IMG's security had to step in to keep crowds from crushing the actress. As for those dresses, Azria cleverly freshened them up with twisted and woven effects that looked inventive but might leave an interesting macramé pattern on the torso when removed. We're not entirely sure that the version in strips of denim substituting for elastic will have too many takers, but we're pretty sure some hapless young actress will wear it on a Red Carpet somewhere within the next couple of months.
Later we were back at Bryant Park again for Custo Barcelona's ascension to the big Tent. We were promised the tent transformed into a tropical paradise, a high energy show and a parade of stars. If by "tropical paradise" you mean stripped down tent with no runway, by "high energy" you mean extra loud music and by "parade of stars" you mean Tinsley Mortimer and Kenan Thompson, then they succeeded wildly. Further annoyances include the fact that they invited the immediate world, which means lots of people pumped to see a fashion show —any fashion show, also known as "Amateur Hour at Bryant Park". Also, our "seat assignment" was actually an already crowded standing section located as far away from the exit as possible. We were in a fine mood when we found ourselves there, and by the time the show started, we were thinking of what we could have been watching on TV had we stayed home. On the plus side, Custo Dalmau hired quite a few Black models. Unfortunately, he decided to sent them down the runway in segregated sections. First there were Black girls and guys, then White girls and guys, then Black girls and White guys.
This might be cool in Spain, but in New York, it's kinda racist don't you think?
As for the clothes, we were in no temper to make an objective judgment, but they mostly reminded us of circus costumes, except that most circus costumes are prettier.
Yeah, we don't expect to be seeing any more Custo Barcelona shows.
Comments