Archive for February, 2009

tomorrow

Fashion week starts maƱana.

First is New York, then London, Milan and finally Paris. Four weeks of glamour, 30 photos a day from The Satorialist, and too much time spent on style.com.

But more than just fashion is coming this way. Also in works are some thoughts on Boston (studio work), how balloons pop (strobe lab), and my lack of rhythmn (sabar drumming).

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omg. fashion.

beginning-copyI first stepped foot in the “high fashion” world when I read the New York Times fashion magazine in 6th grad (hence my enduring loyalty that magazine). While I religiously cut out ads and editorials from the nytimes, the images of glamourous, look-at-me fashion world conflicted with the reality of living in the bronx as a 12 year old and spending 2 hours a day on a subway by yourself to school. In the city, clothing is camouflage. Dark colors, baggy pants and sweaters hide you from unwarranted attention and comments. On top of that, Old Navy and JCpenny were the most expensive clothing I ever got.

So you can imagine my shock and initial recoil when I first stepped onto the front lawn at St. Andrew’s for class pictures before my first Wednesday night dinner and was surrounded by a sea of pastels a la Lily Pulitzer and all sorts of vibrant colors. Not just the girls, but the guys too in their nantucket red pants, and/or their seersucker jakcets (I was wearing some black skirt and brown shirt. fashion faux pas? maybe and just as a side note, St. Andrew’s is a prep boarding school but completely unique among boarding schools, thanks to all wonderful headmaster Tad Roach.) In any case, I did not hold out with my dark colors for long. I eventually gave in to the sundressy, casual preppy, rolled up jeans, and mesh shorts with polo look that I still love.

Previous to inmexico, I kept a blogspot as a private-ish journal documenting my evolving thoughts on fashion, style, fashionable people etc. It was a receptacle for images of fashionable people and fashion week that inspired me as a I slowly ventured out of my jeans, sweatshirt, and rainbows comfort zone. Designers like Nicholas Ghesquiere (Balenciaga), Francisco Costa (Calvin Klein), Oliver Theyskens (Rochas), Veronica Etro and photographer Scott Schumann (The Sartorialist) were frequently mentioned on that blog and have become the foundations of how I understand the fit, proportions, and possibilities of clothing.

The importance and place for fashion in my life is still unclear to me. It seems to me that I spend way too much time thinking about it, talking about it, looking at it, and buying it for it to just be nothing. It is still a dream/far off fantasy to work for a fashion magazine at some point in my life. Hmmmm. Maybe.

[photocredits: style.com, vanity fair, vogue, nytimes, blue crush, papparazzi]


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