I think I’ve got jet lag:
Well, I have been virtually to all the fashion shows in New York, Milan, Paris and Melbourne. There I was front row at Michael Kors, Donna Karan, Prada Lanvin, and Louis Vuitton. And all the time sprawled on the couch, feet up, Louboutins tossed off with Gin and Tonic in hand.
Don’t you just love the internet?
Anyway all this digital drooling over the runway shows always leads me to a little secret something much more satisfying: Spying what everyone is wearing in the front row, in the back row and on the street. Isn’t that what we want to see? Real people. Real style. Real throwaway chic. There’s nothing that whips me more into a fashion frenzy than checking out how the coolest people in the world put their looks together.

Now just look at all those gorgeous people in all those fabulous clothes: OMG! What a divine red bag with a gorgeous camel coat! How beautiful is that pink dress with that incredible jeweled belt? How chic is that white shirt with leather shorts? Can we talk about the utility parka, the grey harem pants, the jeweled bag, the cuffs and the kooky crown? And isn’t that Rachel Zoe in the limo?
But sorry I’ve got to go.
I’m frantically buckling up the Balenciagas and I’m racing out the door.
Who needs a fashion show? I just want to go shopping …

(And I’m heading straight to Review to buy the Dynasty Biker jacket)

P.S Being a most generous fashionista I will now share with you my favourite inspirational street sites:
The Sartorialist …
Trendy Crew
Stockholm Street style
Jack and Jil on Style.com
Garance Dore

To go front row at the fashion shows head to http://www.style.com/fashionshows/

Yours fashionably,
FiFi
www.FiFi.com.au

You may not have noticed but there was a major earthquake off the coast of Paris last week. There was also a Tsunami which followed on the banks of the Seine. Did you feel it? You may have seen it. There was seismic shift in the fashion world. As I mentioned a couple of weeks ago. ‘bosoms’ were actually seen in the front row, so to speak, at the Prada show. As The New York Times writes, “Many fashion designers are squeamish about breasts. They prefer boyish waif bodies or a tolerable B-cup — largely on the grounds that the clothes hang better.”
But now Marc Jacobs has followed in the same earth shuddering way with his collection for Louis Vuitton. We’re talking corsets, cleavage and cocktails. We’re talking 50’s full skirts, sweat heart necklines and cat’s eye sunglasses. We’re talking Mad Men and Women. We’re talking a major fashion phenomenon when Elle Macpherson appeared on the runway. Yee Gads! She is over 40 and has a BODY. It was more than a fashion tremor: it was a vibration # 10 on the Richter scale. Think curvaceous, sexy silhouettes where skirts hang lower than your sagging knees. Think dresses with a bow to cinch in your waist so it looks like you have one. Think pretty floral prints. Think about celebrating being woman. Think you need Review’s gorgeous 50’s style Hounds tooth jive skirt. Think you can keep eating those chocolate almond croissants. (Think that might be a natural disaster).

Yours fashionably,
FiFi
www.FiFi.com.au

Tears.
Sobs.
And then more tears.
Oh, the overwhelming emotion of it all.
It was a night to remember as I sniveled my way through the gowns, the glitz and the glamour of the Academy awards.
I cried over the D.I.V.I.N.E black jewel encrusted Prada dress on Cary Mulligan.
I sobbed over Demi’s fluttering pink and very tight Versace: Was she still breathing? (Or if they had cut and paste a models body to her head?)
I bawled when I saw Meryl Streep. Finally: She gets it right in simple, modern white. With shoulder pads.
I wailed when I saw Cameron Diaz. Was that hair and makeup inspired by Julia child?
I howled when I saw gorgeous Chanel ruffles on Diane Kruger, understated Calvin Klein on the Julie Anne Moore, and exquisite YSL on Kate Winslet.
I gulped when I saw Miley Cyrus. Please explain.
I blubbered over Sandra Bullock: the speech not the dress. (Was she blindsided by Marchesa?)
I wept as I noticed the lack of Aussie Star Power: Cate? Nicole? Naomi? Russell? (Actually on second thoughts who cares about Russell)
I broke down when I saw George Clooney with THAT girl. Again
I was hysterical there were no bloopers, no political statements, no see-through tops, no swans droppings eggs and no crazy antics.
And then I feel asleep…

And the FiFi Fashion Oscar goes to ….

Best Bottom in a leading role: J.LO
Best dress in a non supporting role: Hillary Swank
Breast dress with a supporting role: Mariah Carey
Best dressed FemBot complete with bullet firing bosoms: Charlize Theron
Best dressed Zoebot: Demi Moore
Best dressed for a Wedding: Amanda Seyfried
Best dressed as a curtain: Vera Farmiga
Best dressed stick insect married to a billionaire with no excuse: James Cameron’s wife
Best dressed wardrobe malfunction: (without knowing it) Sarah Jessica Parker
Best dressed not on an actress: Georgina Chapman
Best dress of the day: Review’s pretty blue floral Peony Lourdes dress
Best dressed and king of the Universe: George Clooney

Yours fashionably
FiFi
www.FiFi.com.au

Photos from http://au.eonline.com
http://oscar.go.com and http://www.peoplestylewatch.com

I hope you are sitting down. (You will be: you’re wearing outrageous platforms).

There has been a shocking fashion moment. It was right before the Prada show. The High Priestess Guru Miuccia Prada appeared backstage to speak about the collection: “It’s [about] normal clothes. Classics”. Then the show started. With ‘normal’ girls on the runway. When I say normal it is in the context of the Mutations of the Species who we call models.

Let me explain. Some models are seen as curvaceous. With a womanly shape. They even have breasts. In a world of Robot blank planks stalking the runway this is shocking. We never normally see them in a Prada show. (Miranda Kerr anyone?). But here they were. Making Miuccia’s point (!) that the Prada collection was all about boobs.

It was also about Mad Men flirty inspired dresses, 60’s inspired bee hives and red patent, pointy shoes with socks. There were eccentric patent collars, amazing caramel vinyl coats and boob enhancing ruffles. But then we saw them. And we blinked. Kooky, cable knit cardigans. I may have my knickers in a knit one, purl one knot but a cable knit sweater with a matching knit skirt? Please explain.

Don’t get me wrong. I want chic knits. Easy to throw on knits. Soft to touch knits. Knits that show off your boobs and your figure. Knits with a smattering of jewels.

The Devil might wear Prada but this winter I want Review’s pretty knit sweaters and adorable flirty floral skirts (Rush into store to get your hands on one March 15th).

Isn’t that normal?

Yours fashionably
FiFi
www.FiFi.com.au

See the entire fabulous Prada show here http://www.prada.com/ and check out the photos at http://www.style.com/fashionshows/complete/F2010RTW-PRADA