Last night, the graduating class from Parsons The New School for Design showcased their work to a glitzy audience filled with fashionable spirits like Jason Wu, Vera Wang, and Patricia Field. BUT, before the glamorous were brought in for the party, friends and family were invited to a daytime showing of the Fashion Benefit at the Chelsea Piers. Minus the red carpet, this was a much more low-key affair. What we were all there for, the thesis projects of Parsons fashion design graduates, were allowed to shine in the absence of paparazzi. (Seriously, google the event and youíll see pages of pics of the people who attended, but whereís the runway??) As an alumna of the Fashion Institute of Technology, Parsons rival, it ached me a little to be there. But the fashion was superb. There were Lady Gaga worthy sheer pants that draped across sky-high heels. Yarn was twisted and molded into everything from cocoon vests to mini-mini skirts a la Rihanna. There was a skirt in something like horseís mane. But also, some highly wearable, exquisite daywear that included dresses with contrast panels and zippers, brocade pants, and tailored coats. I didnít get much in the way of pictures, but you can view the show online at http://www.newschool.edu/parsonsbenefit/
Archive for April, 2010
If youíre wondering why I never followed up on the GenArt Film Festival, I never made it. Tickets sold out way before I made my way to checkout. Another festival Iím sorry to say I will probably miss, is the Tribeca Film Festival that kicks off tomorrow in NYC. Known for an exciting indie offering and compelling documentaries, TFF is worth it just for the possible star sightings and eclectic NY clientele. If you have the time, hurry and pick up whatever is left of the tickets, $16 a piece, at www.tribecafilmfestival.com.
Only in New York can an unknown from Sweden find herself at a dinner table with editors from two of the most read women’s magazines in the world, an iconic designer, a legendary museum curator and a handful of other influentials in the world of fashion and design. That’s exactly where I was last night, enjoying some wine and salmon while discussing the inevitable evolution from print to digital, going green in design, and the kama sutra… I can’t say more but it was a fabulous evening.
Only in New York, another fabulous fashion event starts today. The Zac Posen for Target pop-up shop. One week before the national launch date, Target is setting up temporary shop on 8th avenue at 34th street. The event will last 24 hours, starting 11pm tonight. And if it’s anything like previous Target pop-ups, you’re best to get there early.
I survived International Pillow Fight Day 2010 with only a couple of bruises. The day started with a two hour train ride to the city. Which, on Easter weekend is the same as joining the circus for a couple of hours… The only way to survive was to bring a flask. Which left my hubby and I good and saucy for our city adventure. We arrived in Manhattan two hours ahead of the fight, so we walked over to Irving Place, a quiet enclave just off of Union Square, and found a delicious sushi place to pass the time. Around 2.30PM we joined the park dwellers and basked in the sun for a bit waiting for the festivities to kick off. A few park peeps were carrying pillows or suspiciously big bags and the police were out in full force setting up fences on the south side of the park. But otherwise all seemed quiet. Like a peaceful Saturday in the park. That was about to change. Come 2.45PM the fenced off part of the park had corralled hundreds of people, all carrying pillows or stuffed bunnies and eagerly counting down to kick-off. Some shouted out threats, like “I’ve filled [my pillow] with baby powder!” We gingerly joined the crowd but stayed close to the fence so my camera would remain safe. 3PM sharp mayhem ensured. Pillows were swinging, feathers were flying, people were running for the fences to escape. We snapped pictures, laughed, and tried to shield ourselves from the pillows. Who knew they could be such powerful weapons? By 3.15PM fun turned into frenzy as the crowd seemed to swell and numerous pillow players tried to escape. They pushed towards the fences and soon we found ourselves in peril of getting crushed against the fence. We jumped to the other side, took one last look at the pillow people still standing and took off. It was insane, it was hilarious. It was totally worth the bruises.