Lindsay Lohan’s breasts. This is what I remember most about this show. They stared at me from across the catwalk, as she sat with her gal pal in tow. One would think as such a supporter of the Ronsons, Lohan might’ve toned it down in order to disperse the attention where it was needed most (the collection.) A wise man once told me “after you see a show, let it marinate for a day before you draw any conclusions.” This couldn’t have been truer for the Charlotte Ronson Show. It was over 24 hours ago that I saw CR. When I left I was still dizzy from the paparazzi flashes and the sea of iPhone’s waving about, to try and get a piece of Lohan. The fact is the collection had its highs and then stagnated. The highs included dusted stone-gray denim that looked as if it were stuck in the back of mom’s closet from the eighties. They seemed to fit in with Alexander Wang’s industrial chic, that’s been so popular lately (and to which I am a huge fan). There was also a lace ruffle tank, with a gathered skirt with pockets in a soft shade of pink that was quite pretty and appropriate for the coming season. The overall look had an uptown meets society girl undertone.
Otherwise the show was mostly all buzz and no sting. The fabric choices were slightly amateurish and very Project Runway (you know, when a budding designer discovers a “new” concept and becomes hell-bent on using it in every crevice of the collection.?) The palette was however, very on, with its dark hues and splashes of bold colors. I do look forward to seeing how this label develops next season as this was the Ronson’s first collection. Stay tuned.