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Studio was a rare moment in time. Words don't do it justice.

It was “the only” time, and for sure, the best years of my life. Though it’s still not clear when or how, but at some point, I began running with the Beautiful People (BPs). … Read More »

Fountain Avenue Fashion Week 2016. It's on!!!

On the heels of New York Fashion Week and that Saint Laurent Palladium Fashion/Music Fest Thing, get ready for the Demi-Annual Fountain Avenue Fashion Week.… Read More »

ODD

Manzie Report – What’s odd about New York Fashion Week? Odd. This season’s Manzie Report is off to an odd start.… Read More »

war fashion

“War, huh, good God, yaw, what is it good for? Absolutely nothing. Say it again.” Been watching John Kerry do his darnedest to seem Presidential–see what you missed folks if it wasn’t for his sailboat obsession–and talking about all the good reasons to go to war with Syria. OK, I get it, weapons of mass destruction are not fabulous, but what about the toxic waste that our American companies like Exxon Oil are spewing into the Eco-system right here in the good old USA as innocent people are being poisoned, dying and getting sick?!? (See Rachel Maddow blog about Exxon… Read More »

The Endlessness Of The Unfogiven

Just when John Galliano thought it was safe to go back in the (fashion) water, rather get out from drowning under water, comes The Galliano Conundrum-Par Deux. The Galliano Conundrum started that fateful day two years ago when John was drowning his sorrows in a pub in Le Marais when his barrage of hateful anti-Semitic comments came spewing out of his mouth like Linda Blair in The Exorcist. Galliano looking and sounding like a tragic mess was caught on camera saying shit like “I Love Hitler”, a seminal moment that changed his life on a dime, like a crippling car… Read More »

kelly-wearstler01

WTF! Has the world gone so topsy turvy that gross is the new black? When I read Cathyn Horyn’s bit in The New York Times about how mundane the first few days of New York Fashion Week were, I had to see for myself since I am lolly gagging in Venice Beach for the winter rinsing off the many prior New York Fashion Weeks for a cleansing moment. Upon perusing some of the collections via Women’s Wear Daily, style.com or my inbox from a host of publicists, I was horrified at much of what I saw. Not everything, but enough… Read More »

The LeSportsac pedicabs were the best way to get around town on Fashion’s Night Out.

After seeing how enthusiastic and motivated consumers are that come out in droves to suck down all the free booze and “shop”–using the term loosely here–there is so much more to do altruistically speaking. All this good-will can be harnessed and the giving aspect of this event can be multiplied exponentially. … Read More »

El Paseo Fashion Weeek is an oxymoron.

It has been a while since commenting on the bastardization of the term Fashion Week. Couple years ago, they seemed to be popping up in every God knows where and forsaken location on Earth. Reading back from older IMW posts, I found an entry which included a plan to put an end to all of them besides New York, London, Milan and Paris. Guess my plan never was activated because I just discovered another one… El Paseo Fashion Week. Where is that you ask? It just does not matter because it needs to stop now. Look, I understand that a… Read More »

The hosts Jessica Joffe and Ambra Medda.

After the runways were taken down, the chairs folded away, all extra The Dailies thrown in the trash, and a truce declared between the uptown vs. downtown fashion show war, came the unofficial closing party of New York Fashion Week. No, not the thing that Axl Rose sang at late into the night, rather the Closed party at The Bowery Hotel. Closed is a cool collection from Hamburg, Germany and Jessica Joffe and Ambra Medda hosted an informal cocktail party. If you were smart enough to attend,  you would have been photographed by Martien Mulder, who set up a great… Read More »

jannette-klein-mexico

While the Milanese designers have been burning up the runways featuring loud bursts of color and floral prints that make New York’s print war seem as though we have surrendered, Mexico has been hosting their own “Little Mercedes Benz Fashion Week That Could”. By the looks of things, we can safely say that Mexico’s greatest export will remain marijuana for years to come. Well, designer goods surely ain’t it. Several years ago, I met with the IMG when they were first planning to roll out regional fashion weeks across the globe. Now, with a fashion show in every shtetl on… Read More »