For the uninitiated, allow us to explain. During Fashion Week, many designers have actual runway shows, while others have more intimate presentations in which models stand in a room while guests walk around gawking at the designs. In theory, presentations are awesome because you can actually see the clothes up close and spend as much time as you want digesting the collection. Alas, sometimes they’re just a big ol’ mess.
The Box is the venue at Lincoln Center reserved for presentations, and it’s…small. This is in contrast to the guest list for a show like Hoffman’s which is in fact rather large. When we arrived promptly for the 3:30 start time, we were greeted by an insanely long line. After about a half hour of waiting, things started to get moving. Sort of. Enter: Kelly.
The People’s Revolution top dog scanned the line, told “shooters and reviewers” (hey, that’s us!) to head to the front, and off we went. We loved the VIP treatment, though the space was exceedingly crowded when we finally entered. Was it worth the wait? Yes. Hoffman’s fall collection transported us to a chic hippie commune, which we certainly appreciated.
Turbans and Lennon shades adorned models decked out in hooded frocks, maxi-dresses, graphic sweaters and pieces whose inspiration spanned both the ’70s and ’80s. Hoffman herself described the collection as “Bedouin…the deeper inspiration was sacred mother to warrior.” And as we made our way around the room, we realized the tribal-sounding music wasn’t on loop via a PA system. Instead, an all-girl band (in Hoffman’s bright and gauzy hooded dresses) played near the back, acting as both models and performers. Industrious!
this is some kind of spaceship or something.