Vancouver Fashion Week - Day 2 (Friday March 23)
Fashion Week was an eye-opening experience; we saw beautiful people with goals and ambitions not just for the clothes they were about to see on the runway, but for art in general. Day two at Fashion Week I couldn't help but see people expressing themselves - not only the designers, but our fellow bloggers as well as the media and the people that came to appreciate all the hard work presented in each collection. No one held back in wardrobe choices on Friday night, there was a general feeling that we were all there to take in the collections and the designers did not disappoint in the slightest.
The Booked team was so excited for day two, after a day of shopping and a photo shoot of a great friend we put our game faces on and watched five impeccable shows. Every design was brilliant, hand crafted and showed the designers interest.
When the show began there was a murmur in the crowd until the first model hit the stage, then it was quiet for about ten seconds - all you could hear was the music that had been chosen for the show, the model owned the stage and everyone became hypnotized by her beauty, but after those ten seconds the work begins. Sara and Tori picked up their camera and began to snap away, Cam penciled in thoughts while we both critiqued the design until the model got to the front of the runway. She posed either giving a smile, a smirk, or dead eyes - either way the sound of one hundred cameras went off and all you hear are flashes. The model then picked up her head turned around, giving her viewers the full design. One thing I learned from fashion week is that a piece is not done if it's not expressed from head to toe: every designer looked to decorate their model from the tip of her head to her feet.
After the shows we finally worked up the courage to introduce ourselves to the people whose style we had been admiring for the past two days, and discuss the show and our ventures. Clothing has always been a means of expression for me, a way to get out my shell, and every person that we got a picture of seemed to express themselves in a way that gave a glimpse of who they really are. If they were spunky, if they were an artist, or even if they just came to support a friend their particular look gave us a peek into who they are.
-Yaw
When the show began there was a murmur in the crowd until the first model hit the stage, then it was quiet for about ten seconds - all you could hear was the music that had been chosen for the show, the model owned the stage and everyone became hypnotized by her beauty, but after those ten seconds the work begins. Sara and Tori picked up their camera and began to snap away, Cam penciled in thoughts while we both critiqued the design until the model got to the front of the runway. She posed either giving a smile, a smirk, or dead eyes - either way the sound of one hundred cameras went off and all you hear are flashes. The model then picked up her head turned around, giving her viewers the full design. One thing I learned from fashion week is that a piece is not done if it's not expressed from head to toe: every designer looked to decorate their model from the tip of her head to her feet.
After the shows we finally worked up the courage to introduce ourselves to the people whose style we had been admiring for the past two days, and discuss the show and our ventures. Clothing has always been a means of expression for me, a way to get out my shell, and every person that we got a picture of seemed to express themselves in a way that gave a glimpse of who they really are. If they were spunky, if they were an artist, or even if they just came to support a friend their particular look gave us a peek into who they are.
-Yaw
Viranlly and Richard
Megan and Clarissa
Sara
Yaw
Tori
Cam
2 comments:
WOWOW you caught some great looks at Fashion week!
But is that liam rocking the mohawk and burnt eyebrows in the second pic?
Haha no, that's not Liam, just a guy who looked and dressed like him. We did a bit of a double-take at first too though
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