The legwork, the pushing, the fussing, the tossing, the trampling … no it’s not a designer sample sale in New York, it’s fashion week. Twice a year, reason and sanity in the fashion industry are suspended for civilized anarchy. Twice a year may be a misnomer. Actually, for enterprising publications that can’t get into every show (but continue to try anyway) the event happens multiple times a year. It happens in New York, London, Milan and Paris.
It happened for our Seattle writer Yael Avni, who was treated to a subway ride on New York’s fine mass transit system, only to be declined at various shows. That didn’t stop her though. She trudged on. Getting into well known designer shows that flatly told her no at first, but left the backdoor unguarded. She made it into the lesser known designer shows and was quite surprised at the refreshing fashion on display.
Yes, the big names have those names for a reason, but is an awe-inspiring thing to see a lesser known designer evolve.
It also happened for our London writer Taina Stewart. Taina was treated less harshly in London and got to see Paul Smith show his wares and fell in love with Kishimoto among others.
These experiences are important. Unlike major magazines who get an automatic in, we fought and clawed our way to see that which we love: artistic expression in the form of style and fashion.
In the coming days and weeks throughout October, Papierdoll’s writers will show what many missed in the fashion week events of September. Our first feature goes up on Tuesday October 4th.