One always wonders whether certain stripes or checks can be put in the same outfit. I never even consider putting two different polka dot patterns together, but it seems to work here.
This editor is from the magazine 1626, which focuses on readers in the age range of 16 to 26. I might be doing a column for them in the near future.
I have another friend who is the publisher of 0086 (0086 is the country code for China). He commented that his magazine is for everyone between 0 and 86.
I met no other than my dear friend Adam at the Lacoste Press Day for the FW10 Collection. The event took place in a brand new venue: Beijing Museum of Visual Art. Adam is here studying Chinese for the summer.
Below are some pictures of items that caught my eye.
Probably mainland China’s most famous designer, Frankie smiles after his own rather Madonna-themed show. In 2006, he was the first mainland Chinese designer to show his collections at Paris fashion week.
Here is Keeven, a fashion designer from Shanghai. His work has shown at fashion week there. He is with the group Fashion Design Organization. Sorry, still putting up pictures from China Fashion Week. After spending so much time seeing shows, my work has become rather backed up and I haven’t had a chance to go out shooting.
Armor for a modern urban knight? He designed it himself as he did all of his other garments.
Another China Fashion Week find that is probably weaves together quite a few threads, subcultures, and themes. Despite her dimensions, she was there to watch the shows, not participate in them.
The press pass that had gained me entrance to 20 shows over the course of a week was in the name of the fashion editor of my magazine. It was confiscated and I did not make it into the final awards ceremony. These two guys did, though they did not have either a press pass or a ticket. These two fashion students actually made it into every single show of China Fashion Week SS ’10 without any documents allowing entry. They would just sneak in – once or twice on my coattails. For the final event, they walked past the guards into a side door, even though there were metal detectors before all of the official entrances.
Just look at the runways at China Fashion Week SS ’10. I encountered this young lady in the subway on the way to the Qi Gang show, where big cats were in evidence. But this was not the only show immersing spectators in themes from the jungle and Beijingers these days seem never to get enough leopard scarves, flats, bags, neckties and jackets. Is leopard “classic” now like blue and white stripes or gray herringbone?
Notice that this is one of the first times that I have broken my usual rule of steering clear of those with brand names visible. Yes, I am a member of that snobbish and reactionary anti-logo crew. They should be paying her to carry a bag that is an advertisement in itself.
Vivian Ying (应翠剑)is the designer for Cocoon, which was my favorite of the shows I’ve seen so far at China Fashion Week. Here she is right before entering the Qi Gang show. From lovely Hangzhou, she also designs several other labels. Here she is wearing not one of her own designs; the sport coat is from Balmain, as can be seen from the shoulders.
I ran into this stylist after the Entra show, on the second day of China Fashion Week. Behind him are the buses that took press from the Beijing Hotel venue to D-Park, out at 798. All media members were provided with a free, authentic, Big Mac dinner on the way back from 798 to the middle of town. I’d never had a Big Mac before and I never thought my first one would come after watching hundreds of emaciated models.
Held at the Beijing Hotel and D-Park at 798, the second 2009 China Fashion Week celebrates the designs of brands based all around China, but with something of a focus in Guangdong and Zhejiang. I will have quite a more on this later, but for now here is Terry, a stylist at Tony Studio, after the “Mihuang” Qi Gang Cashmere High Class Fashion Show.
Well, he’s a bit above sixty, but he professes to love what the Party has done for him and he was the most interesting person I found on the square. I only made it to square in the very last hours before they removed all of the displays that were there for the bash celebrating 60 years of progress and prosperity under the reds. New comfort and wealth is probably what made all the tourists on the square happy, but the October One event itself seemed more of an old school dictatorship-style parade celebrating military prowess, nukes and all.
Anyway, jet lagged, I raced to the square not long after arriving from the States, hoping to find all sorts of bizarre provincials wearing dramatically overwrought ensembles proclaiming their new treasures. I longed for LV print alligator-skin coats with chinchilla fur collars or people walking stylish poodles. Failing the horde of brazen arrivistes, I thought there would at least be packs of dainty lads with bleached blond hair, ass-tight black jeans, Jackie O style sunglasses, leopard print windbreakers, and zebra print scarves and the equivalent females. Previous forays into the provinces have yielded visual delicacies such as these. The square was instead filled with a group that showed to me that rising living standards have brought less risk taking in fashion. The provincials are not an exciting bunch compared even to Beijingers I encounter in the subway. The homogeneity of the crowd was almost like a return to Mao suits, but that would have had quite a bit more charm.
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