Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Well it was a long day, but a good day. An eye opening day. A technologically revolutionising day! Who'd have thought that you'd go to a show and see all the bloggers, magazine editors and other assorted attendees heads down, Blackberries buzzing, twittering every look, every model, every face plant - I got first dibs on that one. The Twitterers to watch are @pattyhuntington, @imeldamatt, @sassybella and @oystermag. Subscribe immediately for all the latest and greatest, and make sure you've got the #RAFW hashtag on constant update.
The Tweet action speaks for itself though, so enough about that, here's how my day went.
Patty Huntington tweeted first thing this morning something about seeing me on the front line. I was fully armed and ready for RAFW battle with my laptop, digital camera, video camera (courtesy of MAX, who very kindly flew me over), dictaphone etc hanging off different parts of my shoulder or bulging out of my ever expanding bag. That's a pretty wack analogy, I know, but I literally had enough technology on me to record the happenings of a small country. By the time I'd gotten off my bus my body was aching with the weight of it all, but as I was walking to registration, I caught a glimpse of a particularly small man in aviators. The pain died as the adrenaline kicked in. Standing before me was Scott Schuman, The Sartorialist. The hunger overtook me (I wanted to get the first shot of him online at RAFW - and I'm pretty sure I did) and I approached him and asked for a photo.
After that, everything went in a bit of a blur. If I wasn't claiming an unoccupied front row seat with Matt (Imelda) and Helen (Sassybella), I was running backstage to shoot video, or taking photographs and uploading them to the blog in real time or sprinting back to the media centre in a race to get the finale videos up as quickly as possible. Then there was the meet and greet with Myf Shepherd (pictured above), the celebrity spotting (I got Miranda Otto) and the video requests for Miro's (the god like seat master) outfit du jour.
I'll tell you what mate, it's all go!
That brings me to the clothes. Crassness withstanding, Sydney fashion is by and large all about tits and ass, boobs and bum. Whichever way you want to put it, cocktail dresses are the centre around which entire collections revolve, and the girls are chosen for their gravity defying physical attributes - big breasts on minute frames are the order of the day. My favourite show so far was Arnsdorf, who showed a very early 90s collection with a prominence of washed out fluro/pastel linens.
First show tomorrow is Dion Lee - the new IT designer. Rest assured I'll have the video up here within 15 minutes of the show's completion.
See you then.