There comes a moment at fashion shows when you know something is up. You’re chatting happily to your neighbour, when you notice that the pile of paps in front of you, swarming the perhaps not so particularly interesting blogger/minor celebrity in front of you, seems to be getting bigger. And bigger. And there’s more shrieking and clamouring, and flashes. You then notice that the show is already a half hour late, and clearly in no hurry to get a move on.
And so it was, that a couple of feet away, last night in an empty Pier up near Hells Kitchen in New York, that one Madonna and child (her daughter Lola) were revealed to us, around twenty or so minutes later, when finally the security and PR marshals were able to bat off the piles and piles of photographers, film crews and iPhone wielding chancers aiming for the money shot.
So it was only when they all fell away that the opposing front row could take in that yes, it was Madonna. And Lola. And down the way Kylie Jenner with her rather grumpy looking boyfriend, plus a whole lot of other women with boobs pushed up in tiny scraps which one could perhaps generously describe as ‘tops.’
Sweetly, Madonna, the rather lesser spotted fashion show attendee, laughed and joked with her daughter through out the show. Which, eventually, an hour later than billed did start (although not before the editor of British Vogue tired of waiting and walked out).
The models stomped down the runway, looking furious, stroming headlong through concrete floor, wearing Wang’s usual trick of high fashion sportswear, plunging wisps of dresses and perhaps slightly jarringly, moccasin ankle boots.
During the finale, Wang’s new collaboration with adidas Originals was revealed with the models back out in like a rather stylish if moody army – all wearing the black kit – with the brand motif jauntily turned on its head. Ms Ciccone seemed to love it, and was already wearing Wang’s three-stripe tracksuit with a lace black corset from the collection.
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