One way to escape the doom and gloom in NYC is the NYC Fashion Week. The world is watching as the latest looks from the hottest designers strut there way down the imaginary footpath.
This morning The Australian, The Herald Sun and The Age covered the success or Melbourne RMIT graduate Toni Maticevski. Snaps to him for killing it (with a little help from red carpet hotsteppers).
But what I want to know is . . . . Barbie? WTF? Her own fashion parade. Heaven help us. Hair. Legs. Tattooed blue eyeshadow. But more importantly Ken. I want to know where the convertible was. The def should have worked that into the show. Poodle??
Talk about escaping. This is the ultimate girl fantasy. I wish I was a fly on the wall backstage. The actual stylists and dressers would be reliving some serious childhood memories. Check it out. Wickedy wack.
Posted: 02/18/09 | Ramble > Snapshots