NYFW as seen from Miami

It’s September, back to school, there’s always a hurricane lingering like in February a catastrophic snow storm, still, the call to duty is urgent.

This season I have a top-3 designer list, in no particular order (not really)

Marc Jacobs,

The Row

Christopher John Rogers


They are top top, but it doesn’t mean I haven’t liked anyone else, it’s just that talent, originality, creativity, out-of-the-box reactionary mood never happens in NY. I think that for so many years, Americans have sold clothes, not fashion, have paid attention to styling and merchandizing, not at the incredible primary sparkle that sets Fashion on fire.

Anyways, Oscar de la Renta was good, (always holds a special place in my heart), Ralph Lauren the master of ceremonies of all things NY, Batsheva does her own thing, modest meets uniform meets moody, and I loved the story telling, it was staged at NUY Law, looked like a classic college class, Proenza Schouler and Pyer Moss for his deep American roots.

I saw more sustainability discussed, attempted, and put in practice.

Gabriela Hearts produced a carbon neutral fashion show, Zero Maria Cornejo upcycled car-seat waste in a collaboration with Hyundai, Zac Posen and Rodarte each did a presentation without fuss, concentrating on the magnificence of their inspirations and collections. Bravo.

Overall seemed that things got streamlined, , shorter week, but still events that were going through the night, editors made ferry rides as fashun as that episode of SATC (remember that white fur coat that Carrie wore on the ferry when she was dating the politician?)

Oh, also, like Vanessa Friedman noticed, no graphic t-shirts this time around, we have been spared.