When some of my Fashion Week-related posts turned controversial and caused a bit of negativity, I decided to take a short break from the posts. I appreciate that readers take the time to leave comments, so I always respond to them, but I deferred replying to some of the comments. While everyone is entitled to their own opinions, uninformed people tend to make inaccurate accusations.
I’ve put off writing this post simply because there is no definite answer. Just like art, fashion is objective. In fact, fashion is an art form. Beauty lies in the eye of the beholder. Some commenters argued that clothing must be expensive and created by top-name designers to be considered fashion. I couldn’t disagree more. I do have an appreciation for this kind of fashion—it’s called high fashion. However, I also have an appreciation for relatable fashion, which is a main focus of my blog.
See that possessive pronoun in front of the word “blog?” It’s called my blog for a reason. Because it’s MINE! If I wanted to talk about high fashion, I would. If I wanted to talk about politics, I would too (but I wouldn’t, so I won’t). The clothing that I wear reflects my own personal style. I would never call it high fashion, because it’s not. You know what it is though? It’s clothing that is relatable and affordable for my targeted demographic. Sorry, but I’m not about to go strutting around Baltimore City in a Valentino gown.
I wear clothing from J.Crew, Anthropologie, and Ann Taylor because I like the quality and because it fits into my price point as a college student. When I shop, I look for pieces that are on-trend, but above all, I buy what I love. In my opinion, fashion is about taking an article of clothing and wearing it in a unique way to mimic one’s personal style. True fashion icons master this concept perfectly by mixing high-end pieces with low-end pieces.
I could discuss this topic in much more depth, but quite frankly, it’s a waste of my time. The sole purpose of this post is to point out that I don’t talk about high fashion because that’s not a goal of my blog. It’s not that I don’t have an interest in it, it’s just that I am well-aware of my audience. If you want high fashion, there’s this amazing thing called Google. Go find a new blog to read.
I don’t like circuitous arguments, so let’s move on to less boring stuff. Here’s the second round of celebrity gossip from Fashion Week! If you are a new reader, you might enjoy reading my other posts about my experience in NYC.
- NYFW Day One: Rachel Zoe Sighting
- Heidi Klum. Lindsay Lohan. Sally Anne.
- Which Celebrity Did I Meet Today?
- The Olsen Twins—Totally Obsessed
- Behind the Scenes: Fashion Week, Take 1
- Colleen’s Gossip Column (round one)
Anna Wintour Makes Nicki Minaj Her New BFF: Oxymorons have always made me laugh. Jumbo shrimp. Pretty ugly. Original Copies. Nicki Minaj Anna Wintour. Yes, Nicki Minaj and Anna Wintour. Sitting together at the Carolina Herrera show and laughing. Anna Wintour sat prim and proper in her front row seat donning a string of diamonds while observing the crowd. Minutes before the show, Nicki Minaj visited an art classroom, where she fell in a bucket of glue. She then allowed the five year olds to cover her with colorful, fuzzy pom-poms.
Despite the juxtaposition, Anna Wintour reportedly requested to sit next to Ms. Minaj. One person who wasn’t allowed anywhere near the Vogue editor? Courtney Love. Oh, and the cold-as-ice Anna Wintour did flash me a smile as she passed me backstage. Just saying.
Ramona Singer Demands Photo-Op: After learning that Jad Ghandour was going to extreme lengths by making the safari theme come alive—by having a baby lion and a baby tiger on the stage during his show—I wasn’t surprised when I saw the animal pattern continue at the Pamella Roland show. The animal look quite frightened, like a deer in headlights. As I got closer, I realized that it was just Ramona Singer.
Pretending that I really cared whether or not she was thirsty, I asked the reality wacko superstar if she would like a bottle of water. Ramona was so polite and so unlike her character—I mean herself—on The Real Housewives. She responded by saying, “No. Someone wanted my picture over there [points to random corner]. Who wanted my picture over there? Someone wanted my picture.” She was thirsty all right—for fame.
Because so many people asked, I also composed a list of the “celebrities” that I spotted at the shows. I talked to a lot of them, but by the end of the week, I was no longer fazed by the famous faces. Except of course for the Olsen twins. They totally blew me away.
- Heidi Klum (wow)
- Jessica Stroup (down-to-earth; snapped pictures the entire show)
- Whoopi Goldberg
- Susan Sarandon (classic beauty)
- Kirstie Alley
- Whitney Port
- Angela Simmons (gorgeous!)
- Ashley Tisdale (prettier in person)
- Rachel Zoe
- Kelly Kutrone (amazing at her job; very friendly)
- Rose McGowan
- Lindsay Lohan (train wreck)
- Eddie Cibrian and LeAnn Rimes (obsessed with herself and twitpics too much)
- Dwyane Wade
- Mischa Barton (too bad her O.C. days are over…)
- Victoria Justice
- Alex and Simon van Kempen (strangely normal)
- Allie Gonino
- Kim Kardashian (extremely shy, but so sweet)
- Julianne Hough
- Kelly Bensimon (super nice; not still on Scary Island)
- Tim Gunn
- Corrine Bailey Rae
- Mandy Moore (SO adorable)
- Anna Paquin
- Louise Roe
- Beverly Mitchell (haven’t seen her since 7th Heaven…)
- Ariana Grande (cutest girl ever)
- Rovbert Verdi
- Audrina Patridge (sweet, but a little dazed)
- Nigel Barker
- Kellan Lutz (not into Twilight, but attractive in person)
- Carmello and LaLa Anthony
- Erika Christensen
Whoa. Lots of name-dropping going on.