Claudia Li

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While it is always a thrill to sit at a fashion show, it is a refreshing change of pace to walk around a fashion presentation. Picture a costume exhibit at the Met, just that the clothes are on models. Without fail, I make goofy attempts to get the models to laugh or smile. I'd even settle for basic eye contact. Usually there's no such luck. I once asked a model straight out if she was hungry. Tzvia may or may not have hit meπŸ˜‚.

What's nice about a walk around presentation is that one can slowly peruse the looks, taking in each detail. It's like shopping without the credit card damage. This Claudia Li collection was truly fantastic. Easily one of my favorites, in that I'd wear every piece. The collection had such meaning, since it was inspired by a Turkish fairytale "The Silent Princess". I love anything inspired by a story! I have not yet looked up this particular tale, but Claudia drew themes of hope and fierce determination from to story and transmitted that to her stunning designs. Creating clothing that brings those messages is a magical endeavor. What a beautiful purpose in life; to infuse those essential qualities into garments to be worn by others. Statement fabrics and bright colors juxtaposed shearling and wool. Oversize shawl collars on jackets and suits. Modern suiting in eye popping cactus green. My favorites were the woodland scenes, head to toe whimsy on sequined prints and knits. I loved the long pleated skirts and button down shirts in hot pink, a daring take on conservative. The entire collection was ready to wear, and it's  nice to actually imagine being able to wear the designs. Viewing collections that look like Sesame Street characters on an acid trip is amusing, but that's not doing our wardrobes any favors.   

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What I wore to this event was a navy DKNY pantsuit, white leather booties, a brocade vintage coat that I belted, vintage navy gloves, and my fur hat from century 21. Very vintage Russian spy. I'd make the WORST spy btw, I'm way to open and expressive. I'd get everyone killed in five minutes, though I might be able to charm myself out of a tight spot (been known to happen). Mother Nature must have been a lil bloated and pissed that she couldn't fit into her skirt that day, because it was a monsoon. All these fashionistas getting soaked, running for cover. It was pretty funny. The fashion gods must have been having a giant conniption πŸ˜‚β˜”οΈ.

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