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Wednesday, March 25, 2009

House of Cards

MTV's new House of Style just aired and The Citizens Band's Sarah Sophie Flicker was there...

Erin Fetherston, one of my best gals, invited me to take part in the filming of the relaunched House of Style on MTV, which I loved when I was a girl. I loved everything about it. I loved Cindy Crawford—even though, in retrospect, she was a bit stiff and awkward. I loved all the scenes of New York. I loved seeing all the new designers. So naturally, I was thrilled to be a part of it.

Erin told me we were going to film a dinner party at her place with a gaggle of cool girls. It sounded dreamy! But as the day approached I got a bit nervous—what had I gotten myself into? I started worrying that it would be a weird, staged, awkward situation, and we would all look like glittery deer caught in headlights. And it was a little funny at first. We had to film our entrances—a few times—and spin around to show our outfits. It was a little dorky and embarrassing. But as we continued to shoot we all loosened up and it became so much fun! First, I was with some of my favorite ladies: Ellen Von Unwerth, her daughter Rebecca, Kate Schelter, Ingrid Sophie Schram and, of course, Erin and Chanel Iman. It was a diverse group and really showed off how adaptable and suitable Erin's clothes are for all types of girls.

Erin's house sparkled like a fairy lantern. it was so beautiful and she had put so much care into all of it. We got to wear Erin's new season fresh off the runway and we all felt super special and magical. Then someone, I think Chanel, put on some dance music and we all went bananas. I mean really nuts! It got so out of hand that at one point we were doing the limbo under a stick. I mean, the limbo—really? There were cameras filming this, but we all sort of forgot. The catering was also incredible, with beautiful elderflower drinks with lemongrass as straws and flowers floating on top. It was some sort of hybrid fairy party mixed with a little bump-and-grind dancehall madness!

Then we sat down at the table and put on the sparkly animal masks from Erin's show. I'm a huge fan of out-there headwear, so I was in hog heaven! As we ate, the cameras faded away and we got to enjoy the shimmering surroundings and wonderful food. We got really cozy and spent the rest of the night laughing and making silly poses for Ellen's camera! Oh, what a wonderful night!



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Thursday, February 19, 2009

New York Fashion Week: Anna Sui

The Citizens Band's Sarah Sophie Flicker...

Last night I went to Anna Sui, who's a hero of mine and such a gentle, lovely woman. I adore her shows, which are like nothing else. They feel so big and theatrical and energized. I also love her aesthetic and the fact that, over the years, I've collected pieces of hers that I still wear—even a decade later. I admire her consistency, but also her ability to take what she loves and constantly reinvent it. This show was no different. I melted into her world completely, and wanted to go home and throw on patterns, colors, velvet, flowers, feathers and just be an absolute romantic magpie.




Anna Sui

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Sick Day

The Citizens Band's Sarah Sophie Flicker...

Most of my Fashion Week plans have been dashed by my consumptive, pneumonic, bubonic plague-like scourge that I can't seem to shake. I was really heartbroken to miss Thakoon. He is so sweet and his clothes make me happy—and anyone who dresses Michelle Obama is a superstar in my book. But I did hobble out to a few things I wouldn't dare miss!

One of those was Rodarte. Not just because I love Kate and Laura so much, but because their shows are truly works of art. I love the fact that those girls are so smart and pull their inspiration from places that, in the abstract, don't always make sense, but then you see the clothes and it all comes together. Their shows are also wonderful because everyone there is actually excited. There is always an air of community and happiness to see what the sisters have come up with—and this time they didn't disappoint! The show was very strong and a little Frankenstein-y, but when you saw the clothes up close, they were so intricate, delicate and painstakingly perfect yet so wearable. I felt transported to another world, like you do at the symphony or opera—when it's over you feel like you've been on a journey to far-off fantastic places.


Rodarte

I was meant to go to a lot of events that night, but my health and a babysitting crisis forced me to get real. The 6-9 pm time slot is no friend to a new mom, so I went over to Kim Hastreiter's place with a few girlfriends after putting my little rascal to bed. The dinner was for Diesel's Renzo Rosso. As always, Kim's apartment was aglow with a super cozy family feeling. Kim is really my art mom. She an important supporter of artists and has the most magical ability to introduce you to exactly who you should know. The place was packed: Mr. Mickey, Threeasfour, Michael Stipe, Thomas Dozol and so many other people I love—and incredible food. Kim always has something for us boring vegetarians, which I appreciate more than she will ever know.

Then we went to the Rodarte after-party. That was a real family affair too. It was at a great bar called The White Slab Palace, which, oddly, serves Aquavit. I'm Danish and don't see that a lot, probably because it tastes horrible, but it still made me happy. The party was a low-key kind of place, with great music, great conversation, a little debauchery—the perfect antidote to the normal uptight, un-fun after-party.

See, you gotta look for the silver lining. In this economic downturn Fashion Week has felt a lot less stuffy and a lot more free-wheeling and community-oriented. Times like this force us to be creative, to look for new ways of doing things and talk about things we don't normally share. This has all left me feeling really inspired and ready to create—by hook or by crook!

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Sunday, February 15, 2009

New York Fashion Week: Erin Fetherston

The Citizens Band's Sarah Sophie Flicker on her pixie friend...

Let me preface this by saying that I've been plagued by walking pneumonia this winter, so everything I see is filtered through a lens of antibiotics, cold medication and some good old-fashioned consumption. But neither hell nor high water could keep me away from Erin's show, so I rallied and gathered some other Citizens Band ladies and trotted on over.

Erin said she was really excited about this show, but nothing could have prepared me for just how wonderful it was—the whimsy, girlish fantasy and so much more. The music began with the sound of a music box, and it was as if we were transported to some magical fairytale. Russian dolls and ballerinas appeared in layered, vintage-like skirts and sleeves poufed in just the right places, while models who looked a little like soldiers marched past in pants that were cool and cigarette-y. Some of the tutu dresses, in rich and warm colors, made me itch for toe shoes.

The make-up was the perfect Biba-esque 70s does the 30s and the hair was so incredible with big bows, crimped buns and huge tall hats. And there were animal masks covered in glitter that truly made me swoon.

Okay, I know this all sounds super girly, but I promise you, the collection had an elegence and sexiness that I haven't seen from Erin. The girls were like the Russian émigrés in one of my favorite books, Beauty In Exhile—theatrical, cultured, dramatic yet grounded, confident and smart. I sat with my gal posse and we bounced up and down and clapped, oooohing and aaaahing. I know we'll go to sleep dreaming of the magic we saw and where we can wear it.

The after-party was in the oh-so-beautiful Rose Room at the Gramery Hotel, which, on its own, is so cozily gorgeous, but tonight it was swaying and tipping its hat to Erin. And that is the beauty of Erin; she really makes people happy. Her light is infectious!




Erin Fetherston

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