Maybe it was the rain, which had soaked through coats and leather boots, causing a vaguely earthy smell to permeate the packed bleachers at Cipriani 42nd Street; or perhaps it was bronzed, shiny supermodel Gisele Bundchen, who—exhausted from sucking all the life essence from New England Patriot Tom Brady?—didn’t walk the runway, but took a seat beside actress Julianne Moore just before the lights went down; or maybe it was just that it was Friday night, and there was a bar. Whatever the reason, Rag & Bone’s post-Abercrombie parade of co-ed military-inspired looks, many veering towards English boarding school, many featuring black thigh-highs or leggings in lieu of pants, felt sexier than your average fashion show.
Earlier, at Bryant Park, up-and-coming designer Erin Fetherston (Target’s greatest hope in the wake of Isaac Mizrahi’s departure for Liz Claiborne), back-pedaled from last season’s well-received whitewashed workday looks and turbans to a campy girlishness that featured fake black flowers—on the models’ heads, handbags, and on all of the front-row seats—diaphanous prints, and one black-clad teenager clutching a rosary. Sitting with the Vogue contingent were actress Anne Hathaway and her boyfriend, Italian businessman Raffaello Follieri, who leaned back in his seat and tapped his foot with a mixture of boredom and amusement, in typical straight-man-at-a-fashion-show fashion. Meanwhile, designer Tommy Hilfiger’s daugher Ally arrived in oversized sunglasses, with an entourage that included blonde teenage soap star Leven Rambin and Jason Preston, the spiky-haired former escort and on-again boyfriend of Marc Jacobs. Ms. Hilfiger and Ms. Rambin posed for pictures at length before settling into their seats, displacing, at one point, Mr. Preston. “Sit on my lap!” Ms. Hilfiger was overheard protesting as Mr. Preston stood. “It’s been a long time since I’ve had a man on me.”