You know what's hot? The LONDON shows just started.
Much hotter, in my opinion, is that this means my post series on NYFW can be put to bed, and I can get back to hot-gluing stuff. Next time, I think I'll just wait while someone else photoshops images together for a compendium that I can then buy on the newsstand. Indeed.
After this little stint, I feel for them. I do. (Not that I wouldn't jump up and down to be able to do the [ahem, exact] same work for L'Officiel. Sign me up now, please.)
As it were, there was an obscene amount of clicking involved to weed out select these lovely redheads, in all their varied catwalk fare and flair. It was far beyond the scope of this humble blog, I must admit. I was very much feeling the concept at the beginning of fashion week, though it got to feeling an awful lot like I was starting to tread water, rather than just wade through the loveliness. I've learned a blogging concept lesson : aim for the manageable. (And keep in mind how very many shows there are!)
In summary:
Did I feel like an intern on my own blog? YES.
Would I ACE some non-exsistant pop-quiz on Fall 2011 Ready-to-Wear? Most definitely.
Can I now say that I have some definite favorites? Certainly.
Will I be reporting on that here? Nope. It'll be underwater-basket-weaving for at least a week.
Swear.
Or until I just can't help it any longer, and I find myself clicking (once again) manically through Style.com. It'll happen. Probably.
Read on for larger images, and the designers represented...if your eyes aren't too glazed over in aesthetic bliss (ok, ok, overload) to do so.
Xo