A couple weeks ago I shared my NYFW experience by recapping Days 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5. While I love photos and text recaps, sometimes there’s nothing better than seeing the action with your own eyes. Check out my video diary of our time dashing through the streets of New York for the S/S18 shows!
Ah, the home stretch. The last day of NYFW is always bittersweet. I’m never ready to leave, but I know I cannot stay.
We’ve been in NY for the past three September 11th’s and it’s something I always take very seriously. The energy in the city is palpable. You can feel the unity and the sadness. For this to be our last full day gave it even more of a special meaning. Let us never forget those who lost and risked their lives for others 16 years ago.
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I couldn’t think of a more appropriate OOTD for Day 5 than pajamas. As you know I’m a big fan of the trend, and slipping into something comfy after such an action packed week was very appealing. If you haven’t heard of handbag line Mlouye, I highly recommend checking them out. My lantern bag is just as cute as can be (and there’s tons of other good stuff on their site).
With only two shows that started in the evening, we had the day to do as we pleased. We took it slow, which is such a luxury during NYFW.
Coffee at La Colombe and pastries at Dean & Deluca (I will never tire of how aesthetically pleasing this grocery store is!) kicked us off. Each day we’d pass a tremendously long line in Soho and finally figured out what it was for – the Supreme store. The hubby waited while I went to Prada. If you’ve never been to Prada Soho, you must visit. Two stories comprised of all their limited edition pieces – it’s heaven. It even smells perfect. I tried on their “icons” collection featuring skirts and tops printed with screen sirens of old Hollywood. They were amazing, but I was prudent. The hubby decided not to be boring like me and scored several items from the Supreme store including their classic Hanes white t-shirts for both of us.
After an Italian meal (I lost count, but I think that was number six?) we got ready for our first show.
Guests were handed mini bottles of Don Julio pre-mixed with fresh lime juice and agave the moment the doors of Veronica Beard’s S/S18 presentation opened. We were clearly already off to a great start.
Brightly colored paper Mache pom poms were hung throughout the space. Inspired by 1970s Acapulco the designer had this to say about the collection: “Bold colors mix with rich textures to create a wardrobe built for warm breezes in pink jeeps at Las Brisas.” If that description doesn’t completely transport you to a reality you want to be living, I don’t know what does.
The collection was stunning and by far my #1 choice out of the shows I saw during fashion week. Her pajama set with oxblood piping, bold print and topknot headband will definitely be landing in my closet six months from now. I loved her fresh take on pastel plaids and pairing bold stripes with color blocked separates. On the way out we were given mesh shopping bags reminiscent of a day spent in an Acapulco farmers market. The entire collection was a major win.
Zero + Maria Cornejo
When the lights go down and the music begins before a runway show, my heart always skips a few beats. For Zero + Maria Cornejo my insides screamed “no!” – I knew I’d have to wait another six months for this jolt of electricity to hit again. I tried to let the show unfold in slow motion – I’m all about savoring every last minute.
This marked the 20th anniversary for Maria Cornejo. The show notes featured a photo of Stella Tennant wearing the first piece she ever created – a striped triangle top. From this trip into the archives, the S/S18 collection was born. Every garment celebrated contrasts – masculine and feminine, matte and shine, fluid draping and structural volume. Standouts were here sculptural scuba gilet and off-the-shoulder cocoon dresses is crisp white and poppy. It all felt effortless and happy. The exact feeling I could have hoped for for our last show of NYFW.
As we walked to our last dinner, the lights of the Empire State building were lit to honor the fallen. We stopped to pay our respects among a small group that had gathered. Sadness. Appreciation. Respect.
Goodbye New York. You know we’ll meet again.
Photos by Matthew Passiglia