NYFW Dispatch #6: Life’s Rich Pageant (with thanks to R.E.M, R.I.P)

Mariana, model, outside the Sachin and Babi show on West 26th Street. Taken Tuesday, September 11, 2012.

Today is the last day of New York Fashion Week. You can practically hear the death knell reverberating throughout the city.

Or maybe that’s the sound of people dropping to ground from exhaustion?

After Rodarte. Taken Tuesday, September 11, 2012.

I can’t decide which comparison is more accurate: that Fashion Week is more like a carnival or more like a play. Either way, people get ridiculously dressed up (check out this article in the Times today for a bit of the inside scoop on that). I was going to say that Sunday afternoon at Lincoln Center was a free-for-all, but now that I think about it, every day at Lincoln Center was a free-for-all. It was difficult to tell which people were actually going to the shows, and which people were there just hoping to be photographed.

Outside Michael Kors. Taken at Lincoln Center, September 12, 2012.

Let me put it this way: Not everybody on a phone at Lincoln Center was actually speaking/texting/emailing someone. It would appear that the cellular telephone is the single most important accessory you can have during Fashion Week.

Alison Syrett, writer for Lucky.com. Taken outside the Alice and Olivia show on W. 22nd Street, Tuesday, September 10, 2012. Turns out Alison is the cousin of someone I dated a million years ago. Can we really live in a world this small? So it would seem.

As for spotting people whose work I enjoy and whose skills I admire, here’s an updated list: I saw Garance Dore at Lincoln Center after Badgley Mischka, where I spent at least five minutes gushing to her about how talented I think she is and how much I like her blog. I saw Scott Schuman, The Sarotorialist himself, on his bike outside the Sophie Theallet show, and I told him that his exhibit at Danziger Projects looks great (I went to the opening last Friday), and that the prints are exquisite. (They are.) I caught a glimpse of the Man Repeller as she was walking into Marc by Marc Jacobs. I saw Susie Bubble and Alexia Landeau, the actress and screenwriter (she acted in Two Days in Paris and Two Days in New York with Julie Delpy, and co-wrote the latter with Delpy) walking out of Sophie Theallet. I saw the photographers Lee Oliveira, Bridget Fleming, Craig Arend (of Altamira), and Eddie Newton (of Mr. Newton) at work. I finally got to tell Phil Oh of Streetpeeper that I think he’s awesome.

After Marc by Marc Jacobs. Taken at the Lexington Avenue Armory, September 12, 2012.

Have I remembered to say that I’m SO glad I decided to move back to New York?

P.S. Don’t forget to follow me on Instagram (@thestyley, duh) and Tumblr (as well as here, of course) for more Fashion Week photos. I’ve got tons of them, and I’m updating all the time.

 

 

 

 

 

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  • Bradley

    Next to Murmur and Reckoning, probably one of their best albums. I still love them and give R.E.M. credit for getting me through architecture school. I have to go listen to that album now… Nice shots, as always…

    • thestyley

       Such a great soundtrack to life album. Eponymous and Green were like that too. Even when you haven’t listened to them in a while, the lyrics come back and you can sing right along. It’s like they’re permanently embedded in your consciousness.