A couple of looks from Wayne.
After some cruising by the area, I went to Preen, the most anticipated show of our trip. The show was held at Milk Studios, which became the new hip alternative to Bryant Park. Everything’s smaller, more intense, and private. There were only about two hundred seats, which shifted the focus of the show from the audience to the actual clothes. As I managed to grab a second row seat, I was so happy to see floral done right and intimates being exposed as they should. Florals should no longer be about a girl frolicking in a garden, but about adding depth and darkness into your outfit (if possible). Bras were exposed, and even celebrated, making us question if anyone is as bold and ferocious to wear that in the streets of Berkeley. The magnificent gown model Iris Strubegger was wearing near the end was breathtaking and made us question the visible bra taboo.
A great polish to the outfits were the Nicholas Kirkwood heels. They will be all over editors’ feet next fashion week.
And I had to stalk my favorite blogger, Julia Frakes. I LOVE YOU JULIA!
Unfortunately after the show, I barely had any energy left to wait for hours at the tents for the last show. I’m sure they carried on without me.