Hilary Swank, Michael Kors, and Anna Wintour at the Couture Council Luncheon honoring Kors. (photo: Craig Barritt/gettyimages.com)
After sweltering for eight days, Dispatches feels like joining a New York Fashion Week support group. Some shows are uptown, others on Piers in burning hot warehouses, or at Milk Studios on West 15th Street. Temperatures soared. And on the last day in air-free tents, for a moment, I may have lost consciousness.
The night before the first shows, Euan Rellie and Lucy Sykes invited me to an amusing dinner for Michael Bastian at Corsino. A “frenemy” snatched my seat, but Rellie graciously moved me to a table including a smooth lawyer who reps Tory Burch. The next morning the Couture Council Luncheon honored Michael Kors at Lincoln Center; Hilary Swank sat next to Anna Wintour, on her phone at first.
“Every society woman in town was in that room,” Dennis Basso mentioned that night back at Lincoln Center for the 13th Annual Style Awards.
During the Style Awards, Kate Upton heckled the comedian. He then inquired if she’d like a sex change. “I’m good,” she said, before taking Model of the Year.
At BCBG the next day at The Theater, I sat behind Giuliana Rancic, Jamie Chung (the Hangover II), and Olivia Palermo, just back from Australia. The clothes were based on the deconstruction of the shirtdress.
Zachary Quinto at Richard Chai Love; Chai Love and Christina Ricci snap a selfie backstage.(photo: Brian Killian/gettyimages.com)
At Richard Chai Love show, Joe Jonas, sandwiched by his brothers, air-drummed at the end, then clapped. Also in front row: Christina Ricci in a Chai top and jeans and Zachary Quinto (plaid shirt). Soft geometry was the concept.
At Tadashi Shoji, I sat behind Alyssa Milano, who has a tat on the back of her neck. Bella Thorne and Amber Riley from Glee were in the audience, too. Shoji did some power clashing with big plaids and floral panels.
Later at Milk for Costello Tagliapietra, I placed my big black bag on my seat and went to chat with Debi Mazar. When I got back, my bag was missing, and Harley Viera Newton and a friend, in my place, just smiled.
That night, Target hosted a fab shopping event with 3.1 Phillip Lim. Jessica Alba wore a sweatshirt that read “Boom” on the front. It took over an hour to get to the registers with my merch, but worth it.
On day 2, Architectural Digest sent over some great Baker furniture including some Tony Duqette repro pieces for the Mercedes Benz Star Lounge, which resembled a sumptuous club. They had great food all week and coffee.
In the tents, even stars take pics and tweet. So when the lights go off, the tent is lit with the glow of phones and iPads. Regis Philbin was near Vanessa Williams in the front row at Carmen Marc Valvo, where the guards pulled the plastic sheath covering the runway. Mesh is a trend, FYI.
Jessica Pare at Jason Wu (photo: Ben Gabbe/gettyimages.com); Jessica Alba at 3.1 Phillip Lim for Target (photo: Dimitrios Kambouris/gettyimages.com)
By 1 p.m., Dispatches had zipped down to 82 Mercer for the Jason Wu show. Jessica Pare walked in with Cristina Ehrlich, who styles her. Both are gorgeous. There were sculptural metal tripod lights decorating the runway. And Wu labeled the collection a “a dialogue between construction and ease.”
Meanwhile, Nautica used a beefier, better looking male model than usual and wowed fashionistas. Seriously beefy dudes, some with their shirts off, were dressed to sail.
While Kelly Osbourne was filming Fashion Police before Rebecca Minkoff—a show based on Latin women from Bianca Jagger to Frida Kahlo—as folks at their seats early were chatting. Osbourne sweetly turned to them and said, “This is live.” Janelle Monae performed during the show. So good! Bella Thorne’s sister, FYI, looks just like her.
That night, Nicole Miller seated Colbie Caillat in the front row. Also, spotted was Margarita Levieva, from Revenge, and the Brant brothers. Trend alert: patchworks florals.
During Helmut Lang at West 22nd Street, Lang put on a beautiful, simple show with “modern minimalism” based on artist Wade Guyton’s work. And I ran into Stacy Keibler in the front row. The women in the show had Girl with the Dragon Tattoo hair, ironed flat and long in back.
Later that night, Dispatches hit the Dior fête at Saks. They decorated a floor of the department store like a hall of mirrors with stretched Mylar. Jessica Biel, surrounded by burly bodyguards, headed directly to the VIP lounge.
Allison Williams and Zosia Mamet at Prabal Gurung. (photo: Robin Marchant/gettyimages.com)
The next morning, astonishingly, I made it to Lacoste. Transparent lightness was the theme. They had white metal tennis ball collectors that looked like shark cages on the runway and sent out loads of sheer.
Jill Stuart triumphed with looks for the classic rock star gal pal. I loved the dresses with sparkly disks attached. “Baby’s gone away,” was the lament at start.
By noon, I had swooped down to the post office building on West 33rd street where Girls’ Allison Williams went gaga for Prabal Gurung. It was, like, 87 degrees. And there was a sheet of plastic around the center of the runway, like a shower curtain. Models stood in formation inside the plastic and then walked the runway. Gurung did a kind of deadpan futurism. Beautiful!
Max and Lubov Azria hit it out of the park with their line Herve Leger—leather peplums, and metal zips. Backstage, Lubov informed me that “separates” was the emphasis. Having Nicki Minaj in the front row didn’t hurt. Her brawny bodyguards filled a staircase.
At Eyebeam Atelier, Christian Siriano opened his show with thatched umbrellas, a nod to Isla Mujeres. He, too, hit the floral panel theme. And he did a big flowing cape in banana yellow. Spotted Selma Blair with blondish hair.
By 5 p.m., I was seated at Pier 94 on West 55th Street for the logo-laden Alexander Wang show. He had built huge towers in cage form on the runway. Before the show, Courtney Love coined a word with the Brant boys: “Wangxiety.” She said that it was the fear of not being cool enough.
Jessica Alba, Allison Williams, Bella Thorne, and AnnaSophia Robb at Diane von Furstenberg. (photo: Cindy Ord/gettyimages.com)
For the Monique Lhuillier show, the front row included Perrey Reeves and Rose McGowan. Flowers are big this season, and Lhullier did pretty floral appliques. Yum.
The next morning, I made the Lela Rose show, and so did Brittany Snow. Rose based her show on the work of the Danish designer Arne Jacobsen and his mid-century modern furniture.
Drummers opened Tracy Reese, who offered up an Afro-Cuban beat. She did tropical oranges and blues, flowers in sequins. And the Trina Turk presentation was colorful and fun as well—short shorts for men and women—but I had to jet to catch DVF. Jessica Alba was snapping pictures of Naomi Campbell on the runway at DVF. Also saw Sheryl Crow, Andy Cohen, and AnnaSophia Robb.
Edun, on far West 27th Street, did the floor in a striped black and white geometric pattern—almost medieval. But the clothes were modern. The starry front row: Bono, Trudie Styler, and Helena Christensen, who said it was her favorite Edun show.
Zac Posen showed on West 22nd Street in an open loft space. Kelly Osbourne was shooting Fashion Police and interviewing Christina Hendricks in the front row. I sat across from Kelly and her hirsute beau, Matthew Mosshart. During Posen, Molly Sims snapped pics with her phone, which had an image of her baby printed on it. Posen described the looks as “ultra romantic.” Bravo.