Monday, October 18, 2010

Lounge Acts

Yours truly simply adores spending every waking hour during fashion week running from show to show without a break, shoving my way through the hordes of editors, B list celebs and assorted gate crashers, fortified by nothing more than free coffee. Yeah right! No, in truth, myself and every other member of the press looks forward to the (invitation only) lounges scattered throughout the week.
The one invite that I really covet is the Luxe Laboratory fashion week retreat hosted by the one and only top stylist, Robert Verdi.
Verdi's Retreat Saved the Day
(photo by M. McKenzie)

While I could have indulged in a healthy (ugh! So not my thing) lunch, I headed straight for Panasonic’s massage sofa chair and a caffeine fix courtesy of Nescafe’s Dolce Gusto coffee bar and its magic Piccolo.
Give C&C A Double, Not Shaken and Not Stirred!
(Coffee Bar Photo by M. McKenzie)

Thus fortified I was ready to check out the various vendors. Vintage Revolution jeans gave out pairs of sexy skinny jeans in an array of styles and washes (if I never eat again these will look terrific on my bod), while easier to wear were the wool shawls handed out by Panasonic who introduced its Freestyle cordless iron. Can’t wait to get my hands on one. There was lots more to see and sample but the week was just getting started.
Panasonic Cut the Cord and Made a Hot Impression
(photo by McKenzie) 

I didn’t bother to get a manicure at the Luxe lounge since I knew that nail polish maven Essie would be at the tents showcasing her new fall colors.
When C&C Drinks and Drives at a Retreat, She Prefers Bread Products and Spreads with Soda
(photos by M. McKenzie) 

Naturally, I got the perfect manicure which I got to show off at the Harper’s Bazaar accessory presentation at Avery Fisher Hall. By now you’ve probably guessed that I adore accessories so I was in hog heaven (the complimentary champagne didn’t hurt either). The designers that made the greatest impact on me were Albertus Swanepoel, Lizzie Fortunato and Meredith Wendell. I would literally kill for one of Swanepoel’s sophisticated fedoras (I’m definitely a hat person), Fortunato’s dazzling, chunky and very pricey necklaces, and last but not least, one of Wendell’s gorgeous leather totes and bucket handbags. For a better look at these designer collections go to their websites.
I wandered further afield during fashion week to the Daily lounge at the Townhouse Spa off 5th Ave. here the goodies were up for grabs and included a pair of DSquared2 sunglasses courtesy fo Marcolin Eyewear, a firm noted for its fashion forward designer licensed and proprietary eyewear collections. Think John Galliano, Tod’s and Roberto Cavalli just to name drop a few. And since I’m blind as a bat finding the perfect pair of glasses that can take my prescription is a definite plus. Moving on, I paid a call on to Urban Decay’s booth to check out their funky makeup collections and came away with a terrific limited edition palette of the brand’s best selling vegan eyeshadows among some other fun stuff. After a fortifying glass of prosecco and a cupcake (my idea of a nutritious lunch) it was time to check out the Calvin Klein perfume collection, Tocca’s fragrant candles and glance at the latest copy of the Daily for all the insider fashion dish.
Fashion Week ended on a high note for me when I went to the Victoria’s Secret lounge. Not only did I get another manicure, a make-up touch up, delicious food and possibly the world’s greatest cupcakes, I also got Victoria’s Secret lovely body splash, cologne and a goody bag full of sexy panties. It doesn’t get much better than this. See, this is a part of Fashion Week that “civilians” don’t get to hear about.

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