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- Free popcorn bags, portable charger essentials, and clear breath.
After a long pandemic hiatus, New York Fashion Week the actual fashion month is finally back. Although the season technically started in June in menswear, the proverbial wave of the industry calendar has brought back the SS22.
Yes, it’s been 84 years since real people were invited to fashion shows, and New York Fashion Week people would tell. How they were robbed – hungry for the violent stream of clothes bouncing off the catwalks, how fabric refracts light in different ways. .. personal and “aura” a collection. But also free bags, paid dinners and providing open street photos for Instagram.
The Big Apple makes up for lost time accordingly. The city lured parents Tom Brown, Moschino, and Tom Ford back to their homes in their European capitals. And gave young designers like LaQuan Smith the keys to the Empire State Building. Then there are Colina Strada, Telfar, Loir, and Theophilio, who all liven up the line-up. With that in mind, here’s our summary of everything that happened during this week’s show.
KLINE STRADA
When the fashion season’s opening show kicks off, we’re hundreds of feet in the air, gazing at the New York City skyline from one of the Brooklyn rooftop farms. Where the AW21 gave us digital and mutated animators, the SS22 brings chaos to the natural world is a living, breathing form. Models of all ages, genders, ethnicities, and abilities came in pairs, strapped in corsets. And horse-headed beetles as if they were on a galivan on Noah’s ark.
Bright, colliding prints are layered on an asymmetrical bodysuit with handcrafted beading. While a floating dress like 18th-century pants swells at the hips. The sun continued to set as the remixed version of “Happy” exploded overhead. Saccharin, but seems to fit.
They sat in the front row with Tommy Dorfman, Kim Petras, and Harry Neff, the models running, dancing. And jumping into the light, making Colina Strada a happy random symbolic unveiling of the coming month.
HOLY SINTRA
Despite starting her self-titled label less than a year ago, Parsons graduate Sintra Martins has quickly made a name for herself with fans including Olivia Rodrigo, Azealia Banks, and Kim Petras. Despite – or perhaps because of – her full stature, Sintra Mode is anything but frivolous enough. Which is why the designer made her NYFW debut in the underbelly of a “technical color hypopop dystopia.”
Painted with egg-like makeup, the models walk among animatronic elephants, Greek pop art sculptures, and flashing piercing boards. From thin wafer pink dresses adorned with little bows to sultry dresses with colorful marabou feathers to mini lilies. These pleated skirts burst with tulle, St. Sintra goes down a tangential rabbit hole with feminine frills.
All this extravagance doesn’t come at the expense of proper ethics, however – Sintra only works with factories and factories that insist on a sustainable production line, and all garments are changed and repaired indefinitely as part of the brand’s bespoke service.