Modelinia’s Creative Director, Doug Keeve (of “Unzipped” and “Seamless”), has been out taking pictures of Fashion Week, and attending shows and parties. Here are his thoughts on Erin Fetherston’s show and her after-party on Rose Bar on Sunday night.
Friend Erin Fetherston showed baby dolls … kinda Nutcracker-meets-Venice carnival (and maybe a little ‘Alice Through the Looking Glass’ too). I don’t really review collections, but … loved. Erin perfectly connected the dots between the theme, the frocks and the music–which was charming and cinematic and almost heartbreaking. Here is a taste of what was played:
Le Petit Chevalier | Ari Boulogne, Stravinsky, Breakfast Machine | Danny Elfman, Jazz Suite No.2 - Finale | Dimitri Schostakovitch, Et Maintenant imaginez la marche triomphale | Prokofiev, The Montagues and the Capulets | Ez3kiel, I Love Buddha | Monkey, Claire de Lune. Hanging Upside Down | Balanescu Quartetit
Fetherston’s affair at Rose Bar was sweet, too. The place feels like home, as I spent a year tailing Ian Schrager for the documentary film, “Hotel Gramercy Park.” I know every inch of that room. It was 2006, and the crew was working ‘round the clock. Ian was due at 3 am to approve the lighting, and the last thing I remember before I fell asleep with my camera in my lap, was the guys assembling the pool table grumbling about having all the ‘wrong’ parts. (You can’t see it in the dim lighting, but the pool table is stunning: the wood burnt to a crisp and then reclaimed … by artist Martin Baas.)

I played pool with Fetherston’s catwalker, Lyoka. We chatted about her hometown of St. Petersberg, (Vladimir Putin was born there, too). Mary Alice Stephenson chaperoned Sadorius Baker from the Make a Wish Foundation, and there was music by the boys of ‘Ivy League,’ which I looked up and loved, but then realized the group was actually called, “This Is Ivy League’. Shoot.
On the way home, I passed Club Monaco and Coach and A/X and a lot of recessionary sale signs, and some corporate folks leaving a party, recycling the flowers.




