“Like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives.” Somehow, that signature quote from the soap opera Days of Our Lives came to mind this morning as I was looking at the last few bits of this season’s men’s shows. It feels like time stood still this week with excitement everywhere…and yet…nowhere. It was like watching a soap opera, no? There was so much anticipation leading up to this week. Yes, Fashion’s Night Out kicked off the week with a bang but there were serious questions hovering over our heads. Was the ailing economy going to be the season buzz kill? Were the retailers going to drastically cut orders? Would editors champion the cause to “act as if” all was well and report on the excitement, or dampen the mood…due to the loss of their ad dollars and budget cuts? These were the cliffhanger thoughts that kicked off the Spring ’10 season. Like a good soap operas, the fashion industry is chock full of drama, drama, drama. There is a lot riding on this season…and surely, no one thinks the worst is over. But, screw the drama. Let’s look at a few silly outfits for men…manzies…as it were…and end this week on a high note.
Victor Glemaud showed a few pieces...why I don't know...but who am I to judge...besides the voice of reason.
I don't know what to say. The socks, the mixed prints. Are you buying this?
So, come to know that Glemaud designs for Tommy Hilfiger. One thing is to moonlight, we all need extra cash. The other thing is to waste everyone's time with your moonlighting.
Okideer. Nice silhouette. I would have hated to go to this presentation. Sure hope it wasn't too out of the way.
Judging at how unbelievably boring the Tommy Hillfiger collection is, Glemaud saved all his creative juices for his own nonsense. There's an expression that applies here, "Half measures avail us nothing."
Zzzzzzzzzzzz.
Can you please wake me up when Tommy replaces Glemaud. I don't care how crappy the economy is doing...this stuff is ridic.
Please tell me the economic health of the retail sector does not depend on the financial success of this display of idiocy. Oh, it does? Well, nice knowin’ ya!