This morning officially initiated fashion week in spite of the plentiful knowledge we accrued yesterday. Starting with Coach at 9AM on the West Side Highway and BCBG Max Azria at 10AM by the “tents” at Lincoln Center, one common theme already runs strong among the paltry selection of shows on display for public consumption, and I’m pretty sure we’ll continue to see it. There are models and there are clothes.
Here are one sentence recaps from both shows.
At Coach, The 60s + 90s incidentally = 2014 as evidenced the prevalence of pastel patent leather straight mini skirts, a uniform, stringy and slightly oily hairstyle (which Amelia has already started to test drive) of one very dramatic, sight impairing comb over, flatform slides and clogs, gilded rave beads as chokers — and unseasonal fur, presumably faux, served in similar shades of an Easter egg carton.
At BCBG Max Azria, the girls have black belts in tying pastel belts around their waists and to break up box-shaped flimsy, deep v dresses and tops (as paired with culottes) in similarly pale colors. Hai-yah!
Ed. note c/o Amelia: one model at BCBG, of look 13 fame, did not wear shoes. She seems fun.