In a deviated move from Fashion updates we would like to digress to cover one of the most highly acclaimed designers of New York Fashion Week. Okay, I know, that is sooo last week. But as catwalks and celebrities converge upon London, dead of winter, it won’t hurt to peek back at what was called by some, the best show of New York Fall/Winter Ready to Wear. Look after look, piece after piece, gown after gown brought a collective sigh of relief to the tiers of editors, bloggers, socialites, celebrities, buyers and fashionistas watching the event. When Oscar puts on a Runway Show of this magnitude, this caliber, it seems maybe things will be okay with the world after all.
Best of all we don’t have to wear the black of mourning of our economy. Mr. de la Renta has given us permission to wear color. Not just color but shine and brilliance, taken from growth, nature, life are there to swath ourselves with. There was an optimism even in the face of each model that walked the lacquer white catwalk. Taste and elegance, certainly, always associated with this line, but this time, even in this time, especially in this time, there was opulence. Life will always have its undulations of up and down, plenty and poverty, full and empty, but here, now he reminds us that we need never lose our creativity, our genius. The art within us must find a way to the surface and revive our faith in life again.
There will be parties, there will be lace, there will be champagne, there will even be feathers and diamonds. Most of all there will be Oscars and there will be stars that must dress up and play nice at them. I have the feeling that, somehow, the best is yet to come.