Rag & Bone Spring 2010 Runway Show at Bryant Park, New York. Picture this.
Kings of Leon frontman Caleb Followill sat up front watching his girl, model Lily Aldridge walk. The venue was dimly lit by oversized lanterns, the brick-walled Soho loft conversion could have been purposely build for Rag & Bone. David Neville and Marcus Wainwright deserve a big pat on the back for their very first stand-alone womenswear runway show. Fall 2010 is set to be a cosy one. Rag & Bone lead the way, with a heavy heap of style from Vanessa Reid.
Clap, Clap.
I’ve been following religiously from my mac, wishing I was there in NY with Vanessa to see it all myself. She consults for Rag and Bone you see, so she’s the one who bulked up all those snug layers, clad with the super cozy knits, camouflage anoraks and chose the palette full of plaids. Pouches on belts slouched low, bolo ties over button up shirts were mixed with knee-high socks, mittens and scarves really hitting the nail on the head with accessorize. The collection was sent down the runway to the catchy mixings of Thom Yorke and the front row was lined for the runway stunners like Sasha Pivovarova, Kasia Struss and Sigrid Agren along with newer faces like Lisanna De Jong and Keke Lindgard to strut to. Their messy hair tucked into their scarves made me promise myself I am not cutting my hair anytime soon. I swear on Rag & Bone.
I think I would sell my dog to get my hands on a pair of the stack-heel hiking boots or maybe just turn up for work bare-foot next week and hope for the best?
Vogue Queen Anna Wintour and Grace Coddington sat up front, smiling. Seeing things like this make me proud to be Vanessa’s intern, she’s standing out at the forefront of styling right now and just like me was an intern beforehand.
Vanessa assisted Marie-Amelie Sauve, who is a regular contributor to American, French and Italian Vogue. Wit woo. Marie-Amelie also consults for several fashion houses including Balenciaga and has shot with photographers like Mario Testino, Steven Meisel and David Sims. So Vanessa knows what she’s doing alright and is now storming ahead alone. Fingers crossed I can take a leaf out of her book but i'm set to stay another month here in Paris, so need to pull my socks up and get my creative
I think I might actually want to be a stylist. Scary. Oh god, better call my mum and wave hello to a lot more hard work.
