Last night as I was coming home on the train I didn’t have any wifi, my phone battery had died and I had no magazines… so I wrote to you all on my ipad. I don’t normally blog on the go like this but I wanted to share a few raw feelings with you…
I’m sitting on the train, it’s 10:30 at night I’ve just finished swishing my way through Vouge’s Fashion Night Out and I’m wrecked. Not in a good kind of way either. The kind where all I want to do is curl up in a hot bath and fall asleep cuddled by bubbles and flickering candlelight, I’m so tired all I want to do is melt.
You guys have been so supportive of my endevours into fashion, I’m just a big kid splashing about in the wading pool, not really sure I should be swimming there but heck I’ll have fun all the same. Its nice to be embraced, to be understood. I’ve met so many women, ladies and even men who are fighting the good fight, getting curvy fashion involved in mainstream events, supporting designers and the models who wear their creations. There is so much the consumer isn’t seeing and for every fashion related event I attend, for ever conversation with designers and models, the more I really do feel like I’m the plus size insider!
In my head you’re a collective force called “They” and I think about you all the time. I’ll see something cute at the shops and I’ll think “oh they”ll like that, I better take a pic.” or “I wonder what they”ll think of my latest outfit photos, I hope they smile“. I used to just blog for myself and for my mother but now I blog for you too, the collective “you” who love me back daily.
Tonight I hung out with models, mingled with PR’s, chatted with designers, sipped champagne, nibbled on macaroons and it was surreal. I was publicly praised by others who had only met me a few times and I found myself blushing constantly, I was desperately looking for a friend to keep me grounded, I was flying high. I guess these moments are the perks of the job but when I spend most of my time working from my studio or sofa in lounge wear then to get dressed up to the nines and flick hair with the best of them… Sometimes it’s hard to swallow, as if I’ll blink and it will disappear, or worse still I will.
SARA was the only plus collection on the runway in David Jones tonight, I was disappointed. Not by SARA but by the lack of other labels. I don’t understand why it’s taking so long for curvy fashions to stop being considered “token” and all labels be included. I’m proud to be supporting SARA and I’m loving being involved with a wide range of labels rather than just one. I know the current SARA collection inside out and felt there were more elaborate pieces that could have been displayed but the models Kate and Mel looked amazing as usual and it was nice to chat with them before and after the show.
I decided to forgo dragging my camera into the city tonight, I wanted to mingle, to shop and most importantly, to talk. There were major industry personal in attendance and I wanted to introduce them to Danimezza and “You”… your comments, your feedback. It’s all there in black and white and it’s extremely valuable. If there are labels you would like me to review, ask me to. Tell me your good and bad fashion moments, online shops you love… feel free to share and I’ll do my best to provide answers or at least a bit of a insight and maybe, if were lucky, even a giveaway.
I feel really proud this week, so much has been happening and there is even more on the horizon. It’s not all champagne and macaroons. Mostly its squinting at computer screens til 2 am, trying to work my very limited wardrobe a million ways, going to viewings, reading press releases, emailing, emailing, emailing and researching, researching and more researching. The best part is taking photos and meeting people… Oh and having a reason to dress up and get out of the house without a toddler in tow is nice too.