For those of you who are in the dark, Zelda Kaplan passed away earlier this week in the front row of a fashion show at New York Fashion Week. She was a New York socialite who until her death could be counted on to party at New York’s top clubs. But she was also a philanthropist who campaigned across Africa for women’s rights. Talk about contrast!
Zelda was an iconic figure in New York, always in dark oversized sunglasses, bold African patterns and a matching hat. According to everything I’ve read she was truely her own person and encouraged all women to love and be true to themselves. She had so much personality and such amazing energy – apparently her bedtime was between midnight and morning!
She would have been such an amazing grandma! I’ll bet she never spent a Friday night on the couch waiting for her husband to call.
While I know that I will never be as amazing as Zelda, here’s hoping that through learning about her, a bit of her spirit and zest for life rubs off on me.
*image from here
I admit it, I am a reluctant lover of food. It makes me nervous that my love of food may someday make me fat, so I approach it with caution. But I’ve had an eye-opening experience, and at a fashion show of all places!
The V&A hosted another of its Fashion in Motion events, ‘Models at Work’ by Olivier Saillard. This wasn’t your typical fashion show though. In fact, there were no clothes. Rather the models used poses and gestures to demonstrate how the presentation of fashion has changed over time.
The models, all famous french models from the 80s and 90s, wore black tights and black body suits. They used white tunics to turn a plain item into high fashion, they used pieces of fabric to create new looks as they strutted up and down the catwalk, they mimicked what I would call a “typical” fashion show and then they donned tulle that had been shaped into different styles; all whilst showing how these items change the wearers behaviours and movements. The fact that there was no finished piece of clothing in the show was really powerful.
Throughout the entire 30 minutes I was mesmerized by two things. The first was that these women were dead sexy. They owned their bodies and although they weren’t necessarily the traditional image of beautiful, they were enchanting. Secondly, it doesn’t matter what you wear, it’s how you wear it. These women were sent out with bed sheets or a white tunic that they used to create some really good looks. Realistically they would never wear those looks anywhere other than the catwalk, but the learning stands.
I’ve always been in search of the perfect body; no matter how thin I am, I always want to be smaller. I danced for many years, so perhaps it stems from there, but realistically I think I’d have struggled with this whether I danced or not. It’s just one of my neurosis. After this show I am going to try to own my body the way the models owned theirs, and maybe that’ll even help me to overcome my food fright. Won’t My Chef be pleased!
I’ve kidnapped My Chef and taken him to Milan for the weekend. He’s only had 3 days off since the middle of January and continues to work insane hours. Monday is the start of Wimbledon which will be stupid busy (in a good way) for him and his team, so I am forcing him to take a break.
But even more importantly, I’m starting to get really worried about his health, and I really miss him. So, we are off to spend the weekend together enjoying Milan and taking part in Milan Fashion Week.
That’s right! FASHION WEEK!!!!
We arrive tomorrow morning which is the start of Milan’s Men’s Fashion Week and we have a connection there who will be trying to get us into one of the events. So cool!
Some of the designers that will be showing their 2012 Spring/Summer lines include Jil Sander, Roberto Cavalli, Dolce & Gabbana, and Burberry. But that’s just on Saturday! Sunday is equally as huge and includes Prada, Calvin Klein, Bottega Veneta, Armani and Missioni.
Holy crap, that’s one heck of a line up. And, even if our connection falls through and we don’t get into any of the events the city will be crawling with loads of good looking men. I mean obviously I only have eyes for My Chef, but whoo hoo this is gonna be fun.
Seriously, I love my life!!! Hope you all have a good weekend. Oh and Happy Father’s Day Bob.
I came across a profile of Anton Mosimann on ultimatetravelmagazine.com which included the following photo that I just had to share. I think Mosimann is so classy and one of the most stylish Chef’s out there.
I spent last night with a couple of friends at the Stephane Rolland Haute Couture fashion show at the V&A. All I can say is wow! His stuff is amazing and I’ve decided that when My Chef and I open our own restaurant I will wear this to the opening:
Over the top? Who cares, my restaurant, my rules!