Cleveland’s Fashion Week still needs a lot of work.
In yesterday’s Style section, The Plain Dealer’s resident fashion writer Kim Crow praises the “greatness” of Cleveland’s Fashion Week finale, deeming it the best ever. But it left us wondering if we were at the same event.
For those not in the know, Cleveland Fashion Week started seven years ago as a way for local designers and buyers to connect with one another. What originally began as a one day event expanded to many days of cocktail parties and shows…
This article appears in May 14-20, 2008.
Maybe your standards are too high. Aren’t we supposed to be impressed that it wasn’t a gunt parade rocking glitter-enhanced sweatshirts and acid-washed dungarees?
Based on what the PD highlighted, it looks as though the offerings were one notch above the sequin-and-rickrack-covered moire atrocities that are always displayed in the windows of Virginia Marti. Someone there apparently thinks he’ll have a career in couture for dragqueens who wish to look as if they’re wearing oversized doll clothes.