For the next week Style Director Mark Connolly will be hopping from lofts to salons to the big canvas tent thingys plopped down in Bryant Park all in the name of the mad, exciting, creatively frantic happening that is New York Fashion Week.
Thursday, Feb. 18, 9:38 p.m.
Calvin Klein
The Calvin Klein show this afternoon was a perfect master class in art and commerce. Francisco Costa sent out a collection that women will want to buy, editors will want to shoot, and savvy actresses will want to wear. Limiting the color palette to black, pewter, indigo, dove gray, and ivory with a flash of painterly blue kept the collection focused. Jackets and coats had full raglan sleeves with darted seamed waists. The sheath dresses shimmered with a techno sheen and artful draping, pants were skinny, and shoes were super high. A truly modern collection.
Wednesday, Feb. 17, 10:32 p.m.
Michael Kors
The number one designer for chic, luxe American sportswear with a jet set attitude is Michael Kors. His ad campaigns feature models living an idealized paparazzi-worthy globetrotting lifestyle. Private jets, helicopters, yachts—what recession? He is truly in touch with his customers' aspirations, and his show this morning made that perfectly clear. All of the current trends were present: military, urban country, metallics, utility and great knits. Where are the models traveling to in these runway looks? Who cares. I want to be there now, especially in the men's grey cashmere military coat.
Tuesday, Feb. 16, 6:11 p.m.
Derek Lam
Oh joy of joys, stepped outside this morning ready to face fashion's finest into a full on blizzard. Ran onto the subway covered in snow and by the time I got to the Lower East Side I am sure I was smelling like a wet dog. (Well, I was wearing a wool pea coat from Rag and Bone—I refuse to give into the demands of the weather.) The show was worth braving the elements, though. Pocahontas meets uptown biker chick is the easiest way to explain the tough tailoring often trimmed and paneled with black leather sleeves, aprons, biker pants with fringed belts and Navajo beading. Loved the two black and white draped goddess gowns at the end.
Tuesday, Feb. 16, 5:30 p.m.
Rodarte
The hot ticket in town this week was for Rodarte. I was excited to see how they could top last season's ethnic-tribal-warrior mash-up and they didn't disappoint. Thick hand-knit jackets were worn over layered skirts with crystal chiffon leggings, ankle socks and high heels, all in tea rose and facepowder shades. Tattered 30s bias cut floral dresses were entwined with multi-fabric swags like Blanche DuBois after her meltdown. The final gowns were four Miss Havisham-like ivory wedding dresses draped with pearls and, just to top it off, the heels lit up in the dark. Sheer madness. Utter brilliance.
Monday, Feb. 15, 9:38 p.m
Marc Jacobs
New York's resident bad boy Marc Jacobs could always be relied upon for at least a two-hour delay in starting. His PR flacks would call to say the show was going to be late so that we weary editors could grab a much-earned bite and a drink on Park Avenue South (tradition!). All changed a few seasons ago when Vogue's Anna Wintour complained about the late starts.
Woe betide anyone who is not in her seat by the appointed hour. Jacobs now shows on time—if not a few minutes early. So, yours truly had this evening planned like a military operation, table at Dos Caminos booked at 6:45, appetizers and drinks ordered by 7, check ordered at 7:45, out by 7:55 for a one-block walk. However, he started the show just before 8, so I had to watch from the sidelines. The beautifully subdued and elegant show was worth the discomfort. It seemed as if in both the staging (an open-sided box) and the music ("Somewhere Over the Rainbow") were paying subtle tribute to the recently departed Alexander McQueen. If so, bravo.
Sunday, Feb. 14, 8:12 p.m.
OK, I can't take it anymore. I am sick of freezing my assets off in sub zero conditions, running all over Manhattan to get to fashion shows on time. Why are they all back to back on the hour (sometimes several at the same time) in totally different parts of the city that are impossible to get to by public transport or in an impossible-to-find taxi? I hate going to Pier 59 on the West Side highway, then Soho then West Chelsea, and finally the Upper East Side armory. Brutal, and not conducive to sharing the love.
I am loving the menswear influence on womenswear, though, and the strong Helmut Lang vibe and chic military touches. Menswear in general has been the highlight of this week, see Phillip Lim urban warrior and Rag & Bone's grunge alpine collections.
Early to bed now for a 9 a.m. Zac Posen! It had better be stellar!!!
Friday, Feb. 12, 2:22 p.m.
Jason Wu
This young and fast developing designer is a firm favorite of Michelle
Obama. On a softly lit chocolate box pink runway, he showed a deft hand
with masculine / feminine mixes along with rich autumnal shades, soft
tulle overleaf feather dresses and exquisite gold painted satin
sheaths. Definitely a lot to choose from for the First Lady.
Friday, Feb. 12, 1:04 p.m. ET
Rag & Bone
At last something great to shout about. Rag and Bone's menswear show in Soho loft space. Grungy military Canadian lumberjacks: perfect for our current icy conditions. Loved it want it need it now.