A Tale of Two Cities. Los Angeles
When I got back to La La Land, I had that typical New Yorker attitude of a general indifference of LA (If you can even call what New Yorkers feel towards LA as "indifference" when most of the time a down right hatred but for being here for the past twenty-one years I feel as if I can be slightly more biased) I was very much over it all, being over all the traffic, sun, and laid back style. Returning home, a TSA agent asked me, "So where are you off to?" and I replied "Back to good ol' sunny LA" and her retort was priceless, "Oh I am so sorry!" She gets it. While back, my team warned me with, "Now that you've done New York Fashion Week, LAFW is going to seem like complete childs play to you! It is a completely different level out here!" And everyone started laughing, and I remember thinking "Okay, sure... How different can it truly be?" Oh how naive I truly was. To me, the only real similarities between the two fashion weeks was that I got to take the train into work everyday!
I don't even know where to truly begin with "Los Angeles Fashion Week" (if you can even really call it that). To me it just seemed like a prelude for the FIDM students, with an attempt at play PR with unnecessary chaos, tension and complete and utter confusion. Unlike New York where I may have had 3 or 4 different locations in a day, "LAFW" was solely at the historic Union Station but was reveling in pure disorganization. While in New York where everything was seamless and appeared to be completely effortless and a place where everyone was working together to achieve a common goal everyone here in the city of "Angels" felt the need to out do everyone else, and felt the need to prove how great they are through the unreal world that is social media. The eccentricity was to a whole other unneccesary level with blatant over the top designs, for since there was 5 shows each night at the same location, on the hour, every hour (except every show was at least and hour and a half late) the designers felt the need to try and get attention in all the wrong ways imaginable with completely over the top designs, wild hair and makeup. It felt as if it were more of a sporting event than an actual fashion show. Lots of running around, everyone was sweating and tired and just wanted to get to the end.
It felt very much like what it feels like when it rains here in Los Angeles. Everyone running around, losing their minds not really knowing what to do. Except for the fact that it was October and abnormally hot with 100 degree heat, stuck in a hot room with no air-conditioning and too many people radiating off extra body heat. To say that it smelled wonderful back there would be quite the understatement. So in the land where most everything is artificial and forced, I chose to display the more organic moments.
But all this is not to say that I did not have an enjoyable experience! For truth be told, I love the chaos (well organized chaos, really!) being around so many talented, creative people is mad inspiring! The networking can truly make it worth it, I met models there that I ended up testing with and becoming great friends with, met other wildly talented photographers and am still planning test with the great team of hair and makeup artists. And as of right now, I am taking everything in as the ultimate learning experience. If I can take away any sort of lesson away for it, then in essence it was entirely worth it to me! :)