Fashion remains a labor of love for uptown upstart, LaQuan Smith. This love is not just his own for his craft, but that of his family's for him and his immense talents. As we headed up to his presentation at the Hudson Hotel, we got all gushy over the sight of a big burly man scooping up a toddler who accompanied him and offering to his carryon-companion, "Let's go see Laquan's fashions!"
We would later learn from the designer that the pint-sized editor in question is his cousin, and as we panned the space, family members and close friends were everywhere to support their boy-wonder. Smith continues to do them proud, elevating the execution on his fetish-glam frocks with each season's arrival. For Fall 2013, the even-naughtier-than-usual-side of things certainly came out to play; slick and sinister, black patent leather was tailored into body-conscious silhouettes that channeled the 50s cheesecake eroticism embodied by Bettie Page. To this, Smith mixed in a little retro-80s Mugler flair and some downtown club-kid abandon for good measure; star-appliqued pieces were only trumped by Smith's logo-letter triumph of a pencil skirt.
The exuberance of it all certainly warmed this writer's heart, as images of a young Patrick Kelly--playful sartorial penchants and all--were conjured by Laquan dancing and laughing with his totally-at-ease models. Smith's future seems bright if he garners a bit more industry recognition. Perhaps this audience--as it did for Kelly--may reside on the other side of the pond?
Photos: Marij Brooklyn