On Day 2 of New York Fashion Week, Here Comes Gina attended its first fashion show: Y-3. Y-3 is a collaboration between legendary avant-garde Japanese designer Yohji Yamamoto and Adidas. Launched in spring 2003, Y-3 was one of the first and most successful designer-activewear partnerships. Fans of the edgy Y-3 look include Kanye West, Estelle and Russell Simmons (who sat front row at this show). Philly residents can check out Y-3 at Joan Shepp in Center City.
My wonderful friend Dara helped me score an invite to the show (thanks again, D!). The invitation (shown above) was the coolest piece of mail ever delivered to my office.
I conquered Day 2 solo and again NJT-ed it up to the city after a difficult morning at my local Target. The show was held at the Park Avenue Armory which was gorgeous. By the time I got there I hadn't spoken to a human being in almost 2 hours and was about to die. Naturally, I chatted up the two people in front of me in line for the show, New Yorkers Sanford and Rob, who happened to be great conversationalists. I loved talking with them, and they were very encouraging about HCG. Of course, I had to take a photo of them for the blog (below right):
Many thanks to Sanford and Rob for keeping me company and making the experience all the more enjoyable. You guys are so fun!
The show began to an insanely loud instrumental rendition of the national anthem. No one really knew whether to stand or not, so everyone remained seated and clapped like crazy at the end. Irina Lazareanu opened:
The music was a mix of anthems and band music and some sort of techno. When there was a quick break in the music, you could hear a million shutters from the cameras at the end of the runway going off. Some women's looks:
Some men's looks with a few more women's looks thrown in:
The show moved along as one would expect a fashion show to progress, until five models emerged onto the runway at once, and an enormous net dropped from the ceiling. Irina Lazareanu persuaded a photographer to act as goalie as the five models took rather weak penalty shots at him (as was expected - they're malnourished models, after all).
Next, Yamamoto came out with someone who I believed to be simply a very good looking man who resembled Nigel Barker from America's Next Top Model. Actually, he was Frenchman Zinedine Zidane, one of the most famous soccer players in the world (apparently he stirred quite a controversy during the final game of the 2006 World Cup when he headbutted an Italian defender who allegedly insulted Zidane's mother). The crowd went nuts, and Yamamoto and Zidane proceeded to take their own shots at the photographer:
Then came my favorite part - the finale:
Can you spot Jesus Luz, Madonna's model boy toy, in the red sneakers below?
Many of the pieces were a little too conceptual for my everyday wear - lots of netting - but others, especially the jackets and skinny pants, would be solid workhorse pieces I'd love to own. The brightly colored sneakers were pretty sweet, too. If you'd like to see better photos of the looks, check out style.com.
Sanford and Rob were sweet enough to offer to take a photo of me in front of the net, and I happily obliged (thanks, Rob and Sanford!). My Day 2 outfit consisted of an H&M necklace, American Apparel tee, Uniqlo faux leather skirt (purchased the day before - it's sick), CL heels and Chanel bag.
It was a beautiful day in New York, and all in all, I had an amazing Sunday. On my way back to the subway, I happened upon a PACK OF POODLES. It was like God wanted me to have the best day ever. They were a little too squirmy to stay still for a photo, so this was the best I could get. I think they were triplets:
Like any HCG girl would do when she had a little time to kill in NY, I swooped into F21 and H&M (in Herald Square - barf) for some quick gratification (picked up two awesome bracelets and a headband at F21 and a sweet batwing sweater at H&M). Then I jumped back on the train to Philly armed with pretzels, M&Ms, a fountain DC and Nicole Richie's "The Truth About Diamonds" borrowed from the library after a 2-month wait - is that fact more embarrassing than the fact that I actually read it?
It was heavenly.