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THE REAL SKINNY on Fashion Week


You know, we could engage you in verb heavy reviews of what trailed back and forth on the runways last week (long skirts, replays of the luxe sportswear look and more rocker girls) but we'd rather take the low road and trade in cheap gossip. Won't you join us?

DONATELLA VERSUS THE WORLD

The Scenario: Donatella Versace being treated with security of presidential severity when she alighted on her Versus post-party at hip new eatery   Bondst for like...10minutes, As her goons literally pushed the paparazzi from her path, her usual coterie of loyal supermodels huddled around her like the most fabulous   security detail you could ever imagine. When NYW's naive correspondent enquired as to why all the heavy-handedness,  one noted supermodel shot back, "Look, you haven't had your brother shot down in cold blood OK!" Touche'!

 

SO MANY PARTIES, SO LITTLE TIME

After last November's dismal party scene  NYC's night culture bounced back with a vengeance. Some weary members of the fashion brigade might argue that it  bounced with  TOO much of a vengeance.With newcomers like 2 Seven 7, Moomba, Lot 61,Bondst, Veruka and Odeca Li's battling for the same niche market as Indochine, 147,The Four Seasons, Life and The Soho Grand, the nightly party options were simply overwhelming. The result   was the Shattered Attention  Syndrome with guests not being able to linger at one venue for more than fifteen minutes before anxiety would result in the crowds bolting to a competing party. The biggest casualty of said syndrome was the Visionaire event hosted by Gucci godhead Tom Ford. An unfortunate thunderstorm, a poor choice of locations (Flamingo East?) and the positioning against Liz Tilberis' book party resulted in a half-empty room by 1 am. Perhaps all these party promoters should form a governing body to supervise event scheduling for the week. (Yeah, right)

 

HAIR TODAY, GREEN TOMORROW

In a tradition first exploited by mannequin supreme Linda Evangelista (remember her red period?) the newest superstars of the modeling industry have taken to changing their hair color to gain the notoriously fickle attention of the editor brigade. Jamie Rishar was her old sexy  self again, electing to return to her honey-blonde splendor. Amy Wesson has left the rust red tones ( that made Maggie Rhizer last season's star ), for the  far more goth black tone she has been pushing this  week. Even Christina Cruse,   the blondest of the superblondes is goth-black too. Don't cry for rust red however, it has found a home on the head of Brazilian stunner, Shirley Mallman. But the   winner and unlikely champion in the hair-color wars is Helena Christensen for that amazing acid green rinse she showed up in at  Micheal William/Jeffery Jah's   "Art Of Photography" jam . Somewhere Louis Licari is weeping in laughter.

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MODELWATCH

Elite continues to leak supermodels to the competition with the messy departure of supermodel Shalom Harlow for the greener financial pastures of IMG.  While Ms. Harlow's best friend, Amber Valetta has seen her career supernova, Shalom hasn't garnered quite as many covers and campaigns as she feels she deserves. And she is furious at industry gossip suggesting her covers simply don't sell. Let's put a stop to this injustice right this minute and buy everything with Shalom's picture on it ...If IMG can do half as much for Shalom as it has for Malaysian diva Ling,  then all parties will live happily ever after. In between her 70 plus runway season, her forthcoming CD with Malcolm McLaren as a part of the pop group Junk and her Prescriptives campaign, Ling seems to have all the supermodel bases covered. Plus she is one shrewd mannequin. To all the backstage slicksters who tried to get her to sign those dubious release forms, Ling had three words "Call-My-Booker."

 

 

And now ladies and gentlemen, the often imitated, never duplicated NYW Fashion Week Awards.

Best-Line-Of-The Season:

Husseyin Chalayan's eccentric notions of luxury in the name of TSE Cashmere. Trust us, this is simply a  collector's item line.

 

Show-of-The-Season:

A brilliant show is not necessarily a brilliant line but Girbaud had all the bases covered. In between the staging, the music, the casting,the lighting and the super-hip clothes themselves, this was the one show that made victims of us. (Sample sale here we come). And those sneakers. Oh My God!

 

Best Backstage:

Mr. Rifat Ozbek, you certainly know how to get on down and party. Come back again real soon!

 

Model-Of-The-Season:

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This  one's tough because Esther Canadas really tore it down, but she won last season and we can't be redundant. Then there was the achingly beautiful Trinidadian newcomer Theresa from Women Model management and Sunniva was everywhere as was the supercool Audrey Marnay... but you know what, this award is Ling's. As James Gager, Creative Director of Prescriptives puts it,  "Ling embodies the spirit of today's global beauty". Ladies and gentlemen, the world's first Asian supermodel!

 

Best Hotel:

The long delayed Mercer sneaks up on The Soho Grand and steals the boldtype names. Does this mean its safe to return to The Merc Bar?

 

Boite-Of-The-Minute:

Lot 61. Because they know how to have fun. Go Amy! Go Amy! Go Amy!

 

Male-Model-Of-The Season:

The dashing Ryan Locke networked it for all it was worth.

 

Debacle-Of_-The-Season:

It brings us no joy to tell you what a flop the Visionaire party was. (Sob!)

 

Best Hair:

Christiaan at Stephen Sprouse, hands down. I mean, a Pocohantas headband made of hair styled to look like Ian Asbury of The Cult legend. Now that's what I call  serving "references".

 

Scandal-Of-The-Week:

The cruel turnover of new faces on the runway. I mean this was a season of no Stella, no Angela Lindvall, no Helena and no Georgina Grenville with one or two sightings of Kate Moss, Erin O Conner,Karen Elson and Naomi Campbell.Which meant Theresa, Sunniva,Audrey Marnay and Charlotte Connelly are being bred to be The Next Generation. These designers are tough boy!

 

Best Styling:

Joe McKenna at Marc Jacobs. I'm sorry but his editing really clarified what could have devolved into a very "matronly" line.Those shoes are fascinating!

 

Best Make-Up:

This one's rigged from the start. Who can mess with what Francois Nars did at the Anna Sui. I mean to give Amber Valetta and Ling the same rosy, baby sweet face. Come on, debate this choice luv!

 


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