Change. Everything now is about change. Changing of President. Changing of venue. Changing of friends. There is so much change going on I feel like I’m in an unending cycle that refuses to change.
This past week was Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week and let me tell you just how much that has changed. First off, I want to make it clear that I absolutely love Fashion Week (or at least I used to). Every year thousands of people flock to NYC to see the upcoming designs and designers to display their personal creativity for the fashion world. Without fail, I’ve gone to all of my favorite designers every year… except for this one. This year, for some reason, I just wasn’t in the frame of mind to deal with any of it. To be quite honest, I really don’t care for a lot of it. I’ve changed into someone who appreciates fashion and glamour but disgusted by the attitude behind it all. I love the designs and creativity but it’s just no longer fun and exciting anymore. It’s more of a task that isn’t exactly mandatory but smiled upon. When I first started attending Fashion Week at Bryant Park and inducted into the fashion world yet again for modeling, it was all so exciting and newish! Here I am in NYC talking to, cozying up with and being admired by celebs and the people responsible for just about everything in their lives. I felt lucky and privileged. Ever since it moved to Lincoln Center though, I still see the same people and have the same chit chat about who, what, when and where, but now it’s all so mundane and forced. Plus it really has changed A LOT!!! I’m just saying.
To me, Bryant Park was the epitome of Fashion Week for NYC. Everything was hectic and crazy, and just plain fun. You could literally get into just about all the shows you wanted just by the assumptions people would make. Getting into backstage, impromptu castings for a show that a model didn’t show up for, beverages of all assortments handed around like a cheese plate at a cocktail party. IT WAS EVERYTHING! Lincoln Center tried to recreate that magic I suppose, but because of the economy and so many houses forclosing and businesses bankrupting, it lost the spark. I’m not sure about this past Fashion Week but last season’s felt empty and so much more… business oriented I guess. I suppose it is but it just didn’t feel right. Everything was so mechanical and secured, which is both good and bad seeing how a designer had something “misplaced”. I don’t know the full story so I won’t gossip, it’s un-lady like. Anyway, the Fall showing at Lincoln center was all rigid and stuffy. It was like going to a birthday party where everyone should remain seated and quiet AND THERE’S NO LIQUOR!!!! Who wants to do that, besides someone who has a drinking problem? No Fashion Week should be like going to an after party and finding Lindsay Lohan, Paris Hilton and Tom Cruise in a ménage à trois. Just doing things that would make you clutch your pearls, drop to your knees and begin to chant your Hail Marys!
Change can be good but it can also be bad. I suppose it’s all how you look at it. Change in economy (for the positive) good, Mitt Romney as president – bad! Finding out one of your favorite designers went bankrupt – bad. Finding out there’s an OVER sample sale by said designer – Fucking amazing! We all must adapt to the changes of this world, but with these changes I don’t believe that we should lose ourselves. Lose who we are deep inside or even if you’re in the process of figuring out that part of this journey of life, losing your beliefs and morality. Because at the end of the day, the sun has set and you always got YOU to count on! Tomorrow will hopefully come and it might not be better but it’s new and with that you can change whatever you want (within reason)! Obama!!!!! What?! I live for him! I’m just saying…