It’s a good thing the Victoria’s Secret fashion show will be on TV in a couple of days, because I’m not really sure how to describe it.
Something like, “At last night’s Victoria’s Secret show, naked women, but for $3 million bras and tweed bustles, walked down a triangular runway, around the Black Eyed Peas who performed with mimes and trapeze artists, in front of a diverse front row including Jay-Z, Carine Roitfeld, Michelle Trachtenberg, Dr. Dre, Patricia Field and Sir Richard Branson. The giant blow up dog that blew up out of the floor at the start of Pink section took our breath away and we left the Armory covered in glitter,” would be a good start.
It was sort of like fashion Disneyland; there were lasers and dancers, people were in the sky, wings were made out of balloons, Fergie was actually great and the whole production made a Chanel show look like it’s put together by a high school stage crew (a really talented one, sure).
If there’d been clothing, I’d say it was the most fun I’ve ever had at a fashion show.
Okay, not to beat the dead horse on perfume. But when we read in WWD that both Demi Moore and Fergie are launching fragrances, we must write something.
Let’s start with Fergie. I will fully admit that as much as I wanted to hate Fergie Ferg, The Dutchess had some really catchy ass songs on it. “Big Girls Don’t Cry”, anyone? Do I ever, ever think I want to smell like her? That would be a big old no.
So Avon, I’m not really getting where you’re coming from. Reese, I get. This…not even one little bit. Also, will it have a name as inane and meaningless as Black Eyed Peas lyrics have become? Seriously if there is one called Boom Boom and one called Pow, I can’t be held responsible for my actions.
Industry insiders have keenly noted two departures from Heatherette in the past two weeks:
First, technical designer Macky Dugan got his own label and his own studio, and then publicist Lysee Webb took a new job at Paper magazine, running their events and promotions.
Now we hear (from a TV producer, no less) that Traver is trekking out to Los Angeles, leaving Richie in New York to start some new solo projects.
That sort of makes Richie like, the Fergie of glitter t-shirt fashion, but whatever.
If indeed there is a Heatherette diaspora, the big question is, “Who will throw an insane fashion show next season?”
Then we remember Sean Combs and Gwen Stefani both have their own lines in the tents and we feel a little bit better.
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