Fashionweek Daily Wrap



(image via British Vogue)

As Fall's black, black, black gives way to the mellow Spring earthtone pallete, here's a round up of some of the news being reported in the media from under the tents:

According to USA Today, at Sunday's Kai Milla Show: "Supermodel Alek Wek had just started her first walk down the runway when rap impresario and Roc-A-Wear mogul Damon Dash whispered teasingly 'I see ya, Alek.' She tried to hold back, but a small grin broke out much to Dash's amusement."

From SfGate: "The ultimate message: Fashion has its place, but there are bigger issues at hand. Cole took his bow in a Red Cross T-shirt, and models on his runway Friday donated a portion of their salaries to the hurricane relief effort. "

Roland Mouet, who dressed Scarlett Johannsen for the Oscars, and who presents Tuesday, in the Chicago Sun-Times, ''This season we spent a lot of time listening to Cole Porter, watching 'The Women' and looking at the photography of Norman Parkinson. We were inspired by Jean Cocteau's journey into surrealism through his relationships and by [Quentin] Tarantino's vision of his heroines.''

Marilyn Kirschner tells us how she really feels at LookOnline: "Things have certainly gotten a bit strange over at Tuleh ever since Josh Patner left Bryan Bradley to his own devices and the strangeness continued last night with a spring collection that was strangely and shockingly off kilter. Bryan seems to be grappling with just exactly what he wants to say, who he wants to design for, and how he sees the company moving forward. Talking about strange, in one instance, a model came out wearing a bright blue and yellow printed midcalf dress which were accessorized with purple sneakers (yikes!). And what was up with all those old fashioned, unwieldy bustle back long stiff dresses that made it impossible for the models to walk in? The prints were a bit off, the shapes were forced, and it all looked contrived and not very attractive. Even the coats, traditionally stellar and noteworthy at Tuleh, were lacking in true chic."

Oh no she didn't!

Kim Hastreiter on AsFour on the Papermag Blog: "Thank GOD for Asfour. What a fun scene it was at their show Friday night. (sorry it took me so long to clue you in) Their show, which was their first with just three members, (the fourth Kai has left to go on his own) marked the opening of their new pop up shop on Broadway below Grand St. And it was such a relief to see at least five hundred freaks altogether (see a few cute ones below) in one room. Old freaks young freaks, teenage freaks, baby freaks. We sat next to Yoko Ono, who looked cute and was very chatty ... who was there to see not only the fabulous Asfour creations, but also her son, Sean, play the piano for the wild performer/singer Michael Portnoy. (aka 'soy bomb'!) The show was gorgeous. All blue and mostly made of denim. It was short but sweet with Lennon accompanying the models on the piano and then playing to Portnoys wails for a good steamy sweaty twenty minutes. And then, it was done and the models poured out onto the street along with eveyone else dripping with sweat."