Memo Pad: Diary of a Dot-com Fashionista... Double Vision... New at Time Inc....

Between a two-day taxi strike to kick off fashion week and the now-mythic two-hour delay for the start of the Marc Jacobs show, the bloggers had plenty to discuss during this New York season.

View Slideshow
"Don't imitate the models' walk as soon as you leave the show."

On model behavior:

Selita Ebanks, for New York magazine: "Later was Rag & Bone — we didn't get the greatest seats, which was a downer. All is well, though: I had my fiancé, Nick, with me, and I admit I was looking fierce in my Zara top."

Maggie Rizer, for Elle: "The end of my journey was a taxi ride to the Phi show. Just as I was about to get out of the taxi, the driver turned around saying 'What happened to you?' Being confused, [I asked] what he meant [and] he replied, 'You're soaking wet and your face is bright red!' It's just what you want to hear before sitting with the best dressed watching the best-dressed and professionally put-together models. So, as one would, I ducked into the closest Starbucks, threw some water on my face, gave myself a free pass and speed-walked into the show (being nearly 35 minutes late by now). No big deal: First I look like a mushroom, then questionably fully dressed, this time, a wet dog. Oh well — the show was 1,000 percent worth it!"

More from Rizer: "The Alexander Wang show is this afternoon, and I'm pretty sure I know what I'm wearing. I just can't tell if it's see-through or not? Well, the dress is pretty beautiful. Yesterday, I looked like a mushroom and today I'll be...half-dressed? No, I'd better figure this out. So, the boots in the picture above: I really, really love them. They're beautiful, supercomfortable, and make you look 12 feet tall. They're fun. A weird thing happened last night when I wore them, and I think I was mistaken for a hooker. And that's not a good thing. I had just walked outside to get a cab, and I was walking down Christopher Street (mistake #1) and this (I'll try to be as tactful as possible) disgustingly drunk, dirty, homeless man came up to me and said, 'Oh baby, if I was your man, I'd love you all night long.' Yeah, I threw up a little bit in my mouth."
View Slideshow
Page:  « Previous ... Next »
load comments


Sign in using your Facebook or Twitter account, or simply type your comment below as a guest by entering your email and name. Your email address will not be shared. Please note that WWD reserves the right to remove profane, distasteful or otherwise inappropriate language.
News from WWD

Sign upSign up for WWD and FN newsletters to receive daily headlines, breaking news alerts and weekly industry wrap-ups.

getIsArchiveOnly= hasAccess=false hasArchiveAccess=false