Perth Fashion Week made its debut the weekend just gone and with all the goings on that it entailed, coupled with a relentless study plan I have had to push posting on here to the back of my mind. Which may I say, absolutely sucks because I really enjoy writing on here and constantly searching for inspiration to post, and without it life can become quite bland. In saying that however, my weekend was far from bland and I enjoyed all the ups and downs and crazy happenings immensely! Starting on Friday, my boss had tix for us to attend
Garth Cook's show at PFW, but due to our last minute post work rush and an unfortunate lost keys situation we ended up crazily running into the venue only to catch the last 20 seconds of the show and the back of the models heads. Doh! I did end up seeing Garth's collection in a booth later on and it was very pretty indeed.
Later that evening after a couple of vinos I headed to the
Kitty Grace show and witnessed an enchanting parade that really surprised me. I wasn't ready to fall in love with the collection but I did, in fact I almost fell head over heels for the sexy offerings that designer Kat Grace placed upon her hungry audience. I was so upset that my trusty old SLR had died on me only a couple of days before so I couldnt capture any photos. I have added in some images from
Style Hunter (thanks!) because without it this post would be a ridiculous novel that no-one could be bothered reading...Am I right?
Anyway, there will be more about that show from me over on
Dress & Press in what I think will be the next couple of days.
On Saturday evening after a long day at work the
Billie & Rose crew headed back on over to the Convention Centre for a fun filled night of champagne and
Zhivago at PFW's most packed event. The bubbles were flowing freely as the fash pack gathered in tight to witness Zhivago's showing of their second collection titled Prehistoric. The show was amazing! Congratulations to Lara and Lydia for another captivating and equally as exciting showcase that inspired the heck out of me and has me champing at the bit for the new designs to get in to store. Review for the show will also be up on
Dress & Press in the next coupla days...
So the Zhivago after party definitely took it out of me and I was in bed all day Sunday, pretty worse for wear... note: do not mix wine, champagne, tequila and vanilla galliano, you will regret it. I managed to arise and spruce myself up though for the Sunday night PFW shows, and dragged Ash along for even more of a fashion fix. From the start however, it just wasnt to be our night, and after arriving on time for the Furne One show we were told it wouldnt start for another hour so we ducked off to get pizza from
Dough (friggin amaze by the way!). When we got back within the hour we heard the roaring applause, and surprise surprise we had missed the show.Fantastic. We managed to catch the models and designer at the end of the show in the foyer and seeing how bloody out of this world amazing the designs were I was fuming even more that fashion shows never run on schedule! I stood there staring with my jaw dropped at these exquisite gowns literally dripping in spikes and jewels while everyone clambered for a better look at the fascinating models and their fairy floss bouffant birds nests (as I affectionatley named their hairstyles). Gowns to truly die for, and I truly died for missing them :( After that due to the kill joy atmosphere of the Convention Centre and the lack of places to sit and relax while waiting the idea of hanging round for more than another hour before the Peridot London show started was more than Ash and I could handle in our fragile states so we dragged our sorry asses to get fro-yo (Sunday treats) and then headed back to bed.
All in all a super good weekend, with all its highs and lows! PFW did a great job for its first year, and although there were a few issues that need to be ironed out (ie.venue location and size) I am definitely glad that we can add another fashion event to our sometimes bare Perth calendar.
