“PLEASE STAY SEATED” for Alexander Wang and Gisele Bündchen!

  • Don’t mess with Alexander Wang. This message was more than clear. KCD guarded their most sought-after invite with a check-in process worthy of the North Korean border. Street photography happened 20 yards from entry gates. Photo I.D. required.

    Once inside Pier 94, we discovered a smoky hall of mirrors. Sure enough, the entire fashion world was present to take in the spectacle. Varsity Voguettes, Carine Roitfeld avec sa fille, Terry Richardson, model Liya Kebede, Paris VoguesEmmanuelle Alt, Shala Monroque, Garance Doré, Zoe Kravitz… this could take all year!

    A closer look at the program smelled even more of recently-earned success; reaffirming Wang’s domination of Fashion Week (beware Marc Jacobs!): Interview’s Karl Templer styling, Guido Palau on hair; Anja Rubik slated to walk in a black Nappa-backed shearling hoodie and crêpe pant with bonded leather panel… Has Wang gone kinky and street? we wondered.

    “Who the hell is that?” we asked Refinery29’s Annie Georgia Greenberg.

    Die Antwoord [Ninja and Yo-Landi Visser]!” She yelled. “… South African… They’re in the new ad campaign.”

    “The one in the golden hoodie looks like an alien,” The Observer grimaced.

    Frederic Sanchez’s booming soundtrack gave the impression that we were under attack. It’s not just Mr. Wu that has warriors—Wang has a masked army too!

    Techno fabrics, fishnet knits, and vinyl placket-embellished outwear were severely structured. Move out of Wang’s way!

    The Observer would commit a felony to score a pair of Daga’s ion laminated panel trompe-l’œil pants; or Abby Lee’s peroxide smocked leather tank dress and black Kolfinna boots! Pony up quick! They’ll sell out for sure.

    After 31 impressively haunting looks, the program read: “PLEASE STAY SEATED…”

    That’s a first.

    Another tempest began (cue Sanchez): Alexander Wang then sent out an additional dozen or so looks on a cast of models that had us hurling obscenities in disbelief!

    “Was that Giselle? That was Gisele Bündchen!” Screeched Carly Leach, also in section A.

    “Are you sure? Well that’s definitely Joan Smalls and Karolína Kurková,” The Observer replied.

    Confirmed. The biggest names in modeling were now masked, in stunning Wang urban couture, facing individual mirrors. They collectively unmasked before filing out.

    Had a new King of New York fashion been crowned?

    Wang bounced through the haze to take an enthusiastic bow, leaving us all to debate. We say yup—“All hail Wang!”

     

     

  • [gallery] Don’t mess with Alexander Wang. This message was more than clear. KCD guarded their most sought-after invite with a check-in process worthy of the North Korean border. Street photography happened 20 yards from entry gates. Photo I.D. required. Once inside Pier 94, we discovered a smoky hall of mirrors. Sure enough, the entire fashion world was present to take in the spectacle. Varsity Voguettes, Carine Roitfeld avec sa fille, Terry Richardson, model Liya Kebede, Paris VoguesEmmanuelle Alt, Shala Monroque, Garance Doré, Zoe Kravitz… this could take all year! A closer look at the program smelled even more of recently-earned success; reaffirming Wang’s domination of Fashion Week (beware Marc Jacobs!): Interview’s Karl Templer styling, Guido Palau on hair; Anja Rubik slated to walk in a black Nappa-backed shearling hoodie and crêpe pant with bonded leather panel... Has Wang gone kinky and street? we wondered. “Who the hell is that?” we asked Refinery29’s Annie Georgia Greenberg. “Die Antwoord [Ninja and Yo-Landi Visser]!” She yelled. “… South African… They’re in the new ad campaign.” “The one in the golden hoodie looks like an alien,” The Observer grimaced. Frederic Sanchez’s booming soundtrack gave the impression that we were under attack. It’s not just Mr. Wu that has warriors—Wang has a masked army too! Techno fabrics, fishnet knits, and vinyl placket-embellished outwear were severely structured. Move out of Wang’s way! The Observer would commit a felony to score a pair of Daga’s ion laminated panel trompe-l'œil pants; or Abby Lee’s peroxide smocked leather tank dress and black Kolfinna boots! Pony up quick! They’ll sell out for sure. After 31 impressively haunting looks, the program read: “PLEASE STAY SEATED…” That’s a first. Another tempest began (cue Sanchez): Alexander Wang then sent out an additional dozen or so looks on a cast of models that had us hurling obscenities in disbelief! “Was that Giselle? That was Gisele Bündchen!” Screeched Carly Leach, also in section A. “Are you sure? Well that’s definitely Joan Smalls and Karolína Kurková,” The Observer replied. Confirmed. The biggest names in modeling were now masked, in stunning Wang urban couture, facing individual mirrors. They collectively unmasked before filing out. Had a new King of New York fashion been crowned? Wang bounced through the haze to take an enthusiastic bow, leaving us all to debate. We say yup—“All hail Wang!”