I've mentioned my supa-cool, plugged-in, media-type friend Jet. She makes documentaries and belongs to terribly chic arts clubs and plays tennis daily.
Lately, she's been shooting B-roll for her new film. The subject: fashion peeps, shows and the world of models (of course, there's more to it but I don't want to give it all away!)
So I just had to accompany her to the "tent" and watch a show and then go to the Spoke and have a lovely meal and then watch another show. One that was filmed for Fashion Television.
I know, I am very au courant :-)
I'm not going to talk too much about those shows. I don't want to bite the hand that feeds me (the fashion mechanism - not Jet, who totally agrees with me, btw), but I was not impressed by what I observed.
Don't get me wrong: The events were phenomenally organized. As a former planner of media events, I have to say I was nothing but impressed by the venues, the set up, the organizers, the PR peeps, the runway, the perks...
The designs just weren't up to snuff, IMO. And, frankly, it amazes me (given the shoddy tailoring and the lack of imagination that paraded left right and centre - in front of my very eyes) that everyone around me was pandering and ooh-ing and ahh-ing all over the place.
It was curious, let me tell you.
But if you catch me on FT, I assure you I'll be the least bored fashion girl you've ever seen: