I ended up with a bad cold, so please forgive me for the dealy in fashion week recaps!
Richard Chai (Womens):
Fur’s the word at Richard Chai this season, although he still knows how to make a mean print work in a variety of ways.
Mackage:
True to their heritage, Mackage stayed focused with absolutely incredible jackets — I would be glad to wear every single one of them – leather bombers, parkas, long wool cream overcoats- you name it!
Milly:
Milly designer Michelle Smith runs the lbd department for fall 2009 — seriously, and that’s a good thing.
Marchesa:
A true fantasy in eveningwear, 100% red carpet-worthy, and I’m sure to see a few of them tonight at the Oscars
3.1 Phillip Lim:
The ’60s inspiration was quite evident; the coats were quite exquisite.
Proenza Schouler:
These boys can do no wrong; McCollough and Hernandez sent out a bevy of coats, tweeds and dresses without forgoing their signature, accentuated modern bustier silhouette.
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Held in a town house in Greenwich Village, the James Coviello Fall 2009 presentation was a spectacular compilation of eclectic prints and rich fabrics. The presentation was a weaving walk-through between two different rooms, each with a decidedly different look, yet the similarity found within the garment details made the entire collection flow. In the first room, models stood on a platform wearing jewel tones of green, blue, and gold in a variety of luxe fabrics. In the second room, models again stood on a platform, only this time in neutral hues with splashes of vibrant color in all the right places. Between the two rooms one can definitely identify the core elements for Coviello’s fall season: flower appliqué detail, a retro-glamour vibe, and creative layering. The overall aesthetic could be best described as eclectic bohemian, suitable for none other than that elusive West Village fashionista. Departing from the townhouse mid-afternoon, it was most certainly the clothes, not the champagne and chocolate strawberries that left us feeling giddy for another fabulous fall season.