Despite a major brush with fashion flu, I managed to partake of a celeb-studded fashion Sunday here in Paris. First to show in a stellar lineup was Lindsay Lohan's first turn as Creative Director for the house of Ungaro. The flame never ignited at this show, which was filled with bad wannabe hooker clothes that H&M wouldn't put on its rails on markdown.
Next star sighting was at the Givenchy show in the austerely beautiful Lycée Carnot, a working school set around an industrial courtyard in the 7th arrondissement. Checking out the strong showing of black and white graphics, soft ruffles and modern ethnic prints was Rihanna, looking suitably edgy and Betty Blue (sorry Béatrice Dalle, not so edgy). Somehow I don't think that she shares my aversion to the continuing trend for skyscraper shoes and wedges that Givenchy showed this season. Just wait until she has to cross a cobbled street! Oh no, she won't: she's strictly limousine.
Next sighting was at the Bruno Frisoni cocktail party at his store on rue de Grenelle. Such a divine evening that allowed everyone to spill out onto the street drinking Champagne and forcing the beautiful Katy Perry's handlers to clear a path through the enthusiastic shoe worshippers.
And of course—how could I forget? Just before the Frisoni cocktail, we were treated to a whiff of celebrity nostalgia from the 70s. At Sonia Rykiel's show, which was in her store in the St. Germain (turned into a nightclub for the event), we were treated to an unabashed celebration of all things Studio 54, Club Sept and Le Palace—toot toot beep beep and some lovely knits!
Final stop: Bon Marché! Not the most glamorous spot for a party, but the subject of the night more than made up for that. Tucked alongside the furniture department was an oval cinema "room" showing back-to-back reels of famous fashion trailblazer Guy Bourdin's home movies. Where else could you drink Champagne and watch former model turned top fashion photog Ellen von Unwerth make love to a satin curtain?
Can't wait for tomorrow...
Next star sighting was at the Givenchy show in the austerely beautiful Lycée Carnot, a working school set around an industrial courtyard in the 7th arrondissement. Checking out the strong showing of black and white graphics, soft ruffles and modern ethnic prints was Rihanna, looking suitably edgy and Betty Blue (sorry Béatrice Dalle, not so edgy). Somehow I don't think that she shares my aversion to the continuing trend for skyscraper shoes and wedges that Givenchy showed this season. Just wait until she has to cross a cobbled street! Oh no, she won't: she's strictly limousine.
Next sighting was at the Bruno Frisoni cocktail party at his store on rue de Grenelle. Such a divine evening that allowed everyone to spill out onto the street drinking Champagne and forcing the beautiful Katy Perry's handlers to clear a path through the enthusiastic shoe worshippers.
And of course—how could I forget? Just before the Frisoni cocktail, we were treated to a whiff of celebrity nostalgia from the 70s. At Sonia Rykiel's show, which was in her store in the St. Germain (turned into a nightclub for the event), we were treated to an unabashed celebration of all things Studio 54, Club Sept and Le Palace—toot toot beep beep and some lovely knits!
Final stop: Bon Marché! Not the most glamorous spot for a party, but the subject of the night more than made up for that. Tucked alongside the furniture department was an oval cinema "room" showing back-to-back reels of famous fashion trailblazer Guy Bourdin's home movies. Where else could you drink Champagne and watch former model turned top fashion photog Ellen von Unwerth make love to a satin curtain?
Can't wait for tomorrow...
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