The new year is here, and what better way to look back than featuring some never before seen images from my street style archives. If you’re like me, you’ll definitely be longing for warm summer days after seeing most of these!
After Monday’s Rad Hourani show at MILK Studios, I dashed to the Urban Signals van to catch the shuttle service to the Helen Mills theatre, and ended up riding with half of the panelists from the IFB Con’s “Future of Fashion Blogging panel.
Susie Bubble, Bryan Boy, Rumi Neely, Phil Oh, my new blogger friend Vyque, and a few other assorted photographers and I laughed about being packed into a van like sardines, and gushed over the amazing fashion show we’d just watched. I was too giggly to break out my own camera, but Rumi and I had quite a few laughs about the other photogs snapping pics of everyone sitting on boxes and tires in the back of the van.
Once we arrived at the conference (a bit late, due to Rad’s late start and bad traffic) most of the seats in the theatre had already been taken, so I went backstage with the speakers and my fellow van passengers. On the way, I spotted these 2 lovebirds and had to stop and take a photo:
The panel discussed the origins of fashion blogging, “celebrity” bloggers, reader criticisms, “Bloggers vs. Editors”, the legitimization of blogs as media, and whether or not they read and respond to their reader’s comments (All said yes!).
I ended up watching the entire panel standing next to Scott and Garance. When Phil mentioned blogging legitimizing street style web sites and the work of many aspiring photographers, I told Garance that was definitely helped by her and Scott.
Hearing Tavi talk about the many criticisms she faces, and how the “Tavi’s bow” drama spun out of control was especially insightful. All panelists agreed that most of the “conflict” between bloggers and magazine editors is either made up or embellished by the press, or because of editors not keeping up with newer technologies. ( I personally have MAJOR issues with the proclamation that bloggers are influenced and persuaded by “freebies”. Four years as an editor taught me exactly how much magazine content is dictated by advertising dollars, and payola.)
It was incredible to hear all of the participants discuss how blogging has changed their lives, and the world around us. I guarantee most people who may have gone in to the panel having criticisms of the panelists and their blogs would come out with a completely different perspective. If you didn’t catch the live stream, I highly recommend watching the video once it’s up on the IFB site. I filmed nearly the entire panel, but until I find a way to split the file or upload it to a site that isn’t youtube (It’s over 2gigs in size and 30mins long), I can’t post it. I feel so lucky that I was able to attend, and meet some of my favorite bloggers. Everyone really was so incredibly nice!
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* Meeting amazing, ridiculously friendly people wherever I went. From photographers giving out advice, to meeting fellow bloggers at the IFB Dress Up Soiree and Chictopia parties. I nearly ran out of business cards!
* Meeting fashion designers. And realizing how much more I like their collections after.
* Encountering famous bloggers you look up to, like Susie Bubble. I had a near 10 minute convo w/ Susie at the Chictopia party about creepers (the shoes) coming back in to style, meeting “famous” people at fashion week, and Rodarte–her favorite show of NYFW. Susie is so humble and laid back, talking to her feels like you’re talking to an old friend.
* Finally meeting Gwen Stefani. I Still can’t believe it!
*Taking a short weekend trip to the Brimfield flea market. Photo post coming soon!
* The ever fluctuating fashion week weather. From cold and rainy to hot and humid. It never stayed consistent.
* Missing shows and parties due to scheduling conflicts. There is just too much to do, and not enough hours in the day!
* The lack of celebrities in the tents. Sure, they were around. But there were nowhere near as many celebs, or even famous fashion editors hanging around the tents as when I went two years ago.
* Encountering creepy old businessmen who only attend fashion shows to “meet hot chicks”. Closely followed by having to speak to said men, and pretend to care what they are talking about. Especially when they ask if you “know who I am”.
*Finding out the hard way PR reps will tell you what you want to hear in order to get press. Including promising show invites that never arrive. Too bad, I actually liked the clothes. And it looks like the line could have used the press, since there’s been a virtual publicity drought surrounding it this past week. Empty promises are almost as bad as the nameless pitch emails bloggers receive.