I certainly don't do celebrity reports or picture reels, but this is one. (Typical!! Preface: "I usually don't..." then, do.) But seriously, I may be the only fashion-loving saddo who doesn't really bother with what so-called famous people do or wear. Sure it's fun on occasion, but the truth is I couldn't care less if I tried.
Following Friday morning's drencher, NY Fash Week kicked off with a decidedly charming splash!! Notably, the Heart Truth campaign managed to commission American Heart Month (February) and National Wear Red Day (1st of February, which coincided with the start of the fabulous week) with a decadent stagecraft from the one and only Liza Minnelli!! This year, the campaign marks its sixth year in partnership with NY Fashion Week bringing the Red Dress to life in the effort to raise awareness about the heart disease epidemic in women. Twenty celebrated women in Entertainment adorned one-of-a-kind red dresses created by (twenty of) America's influential designers (from Badgley Mischka to Carolina Herrera to Tracy Reese) to celebrate women's heart health. The Red Dress is the National Symbol for women and heart disease awareness; and it was fashioned to recognize that women — especially from the age of forty — are at risk for heart disease, and motivate them to take action to reduce their risk. Even more wrenching, the disease affects African American women disproportionately. To the right, is also my fave picture (nicked) of the evening.
This is certainly very inspiring, and I would never mean to diminish the utmost importance of it all... But I did mention Liza Minnelli, didn't I?? Excuse all the crazy anecdotes you may have heard about Ms Liza, but starring as Sally Bowles in Cabaret, she established herself as a phenomenon. If the big brown eyes looking up from those amazing lashes still don't make you want to kiss her a deep searching kiss,1 then you need to get a therapist.
As a matter of fact, I'll refer you to one.
And let's not forget the perfect beauty spot beneath her left eye.
As a child, I adored Ms. Liza. While, I had only a naive inkling as to Sally's character, I was thoroughly captivated by her. I even dreamt of sporting her short inverted bob at some point. I haven't mustered enough courage yet; but I certainly have taken the v-plunge neckline sans bra to
P.S.: (Role Play)
Brian Roberts (or You): You're American.
Sally Bowles (Me): Oh God, how depressing! YOU'RE MEANT TO THINK I'M AN INTERNATIONAL WOMAN OF MYSTERY. I'm working on it like mad.
...The minute you walked in the joint, I could see you were a man of distinction,
A real Big Spender,
Good looking, so refined:
Say, wouldn't you like to know what's going on in my mind??
So let me get right to the point, I don't pop my cork for every guy I see.
Hey Big Spender, spend a little time with me...
...How about it palzy??
...[And] of course, I may bring a boyfriend home occasionally, but only occasionally, because I do think that one ought to go to the man's room if one can. I mean, it doesn't look so much as if one expected it, does it??
Deep kisses and divine decadence daahlings!!
1. No, I'm not lesbian, but still...