Fashion Week Spring 2009 Collections: A Look Back
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Fashion Week Spring 2009 Collections: A Look Back

LFW_04_audience.jpgThe tents in Nathan Phillips Square are like Estonian models at a Paris Vogue shoot: stripped down, skeletal, self-conscious. Passing by on the streetcar, we suddenly remember that we were too tired to write about Day Five. Let’s take five instead, ok?
Five days of shows.
Five really good ones: Joeffer Caoc, Morales, Eugenia, Afshin Feiz, Denis Gagnon. A few more were interesting to watch and write about: Evan Biddell is cool and unique; Evan and Dean is pretty and eco-friendly; Zoran Dobric is always arty; Joe Fresh is always fun. And the rest? Mediocre to unmentionably bad.
You do the math. If L’Oreal Fashion Week were really about fashion, we could do it in a L’Oreal Fashion Day.
Five right-now Toronto trends we loved: menswear, feathers, harem pants, black lipstick, and all things lace. (For the full run-through, read Day Four.)
Five things we’ll never eat or drink again: dark chocolate, red seedless grapes, packaged trail mix, VitaminWater in KoolAid flavours, and whatever you call the sludgy dark stuff served noon to night in the media lounge (it’s certainly not coffee). That was our version of the models’ diet last week; follow at your own risk.
Five minutes late? Not so fashionable anymore: the harder-working-than-ever team of Fashion Week volunteers and PR staffers, headed by the formidable Desia Halpern-Brill, had the shows running like Mussolini’s trains. Our bafflement quickly turned to gratitude.
Five minutes we wish we hadn’t missed: Robin Kay’s now-infamous speech before MANGO (the closing show on opening night). More than just another drunken stumble, the rambling (at best), cringe-making (at worst) speech (choice phrase: “economical fashion reverberation”), had to be politely cut off (two words with which Ms. Kay should become familiar) by one of the Spanish suits from MANGO. Ouch. If Toronto’s Fashion Week were one-tenth as important as Kay seems to believe, this would be an international embarrassment.
An email petition circulated among members of the “media” (that most amorphously defined category of local navel-gazers, us included) called for the head of the FDCC on a silver platter. Wait, no, make that silver spray-painted plastic; as we were reminded 1,598 times this week, we’re in a recession.
According to the Globe and Mail this week, Joe Mimran has called a meeting to seriously discuss Robin Kay’s future. And, apparently, she will be asked to resign. Or, rather, “absent herself from the board.”
So… see you next Fashion Week, Madame Kay! And we’ll give you this, too: you’re far more entertaining than, uh, Maroon 5 (who inexplicably played the LG Fashion Fusion Gala Saturday night).
Can you at least bring a proper espresso machine?
Photo by Pete Lytwyniuk / Studiolit.