Here's what you can expect with The Blonds: A) that the show will ALWAYS be LATE. B) that it won't matter a WHIT because the comings and goings of the SPECTACULARLY glamorous audience will be ceaselessly captivating. And finally, C) that the over-the-top offerings of tow-haired twosome Phillipe and David will rigorously follow a theme. Debbie Harry was there. So was Patrick MacDonald. Less expected was Trina. She was lovely.
The Blonds At New York Fashion Week Fall 2013.
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It seems that The Blonds were in an Old Hollywood mood. Not in the cascading curls, soft lighting, bias-cut charmeuse evening gowns sort of way, mind you. More slasher-flick villains by way of Hitchcock and Kubrick. A printed polyurethane corset and skirt featured Jack's grinning mug peering through the splintered door from The Shining. Just as Janet Leigh's screaming visage was step-and-repeated for the torso of another look. There were teeny, glinting, acrylic knives dangling as jewelry and printed onto a kicky '50s housewife dress as well as skintight, flesh colored bustier gowns anointed with angry red slashes throughout. Definitely expect a follow-up post on the nail art because they were as outrageous and gore-adoring as the rest of it.
