Every time I come to NY I panic about my legs. They function perfectly well in terms of getting around but in New York fashion terms they are very, very bottom tier limbs. New York catwalks are more leggy than thoroughbred stables. And the only hemline worth considering to the designers here is gynaecologically short.
Those thigh high skirts that look so fantastic on lithe Lithuanian models, on me become advertisements for saggy skin and cellulite. But it didn’t stop me loving Proenza Schouler where every skirt, to coin the immortal words of James Brown, was right up to the moneymaker.
I could do the sporty pants and sharp shouldered boyfriend jacket. And the lime tie dye vest dress with lozenge sequined dress would work brilliantly for more people as a tunic over skinny pants. The baby doll dresses looked darling on the models but it was the feather embroidery that covered them that charmed me most. And the short pleated skirts wrapped in fabric that looked like a jacket had been tied around the waist were a smart take on a classic casual styling. It was sporty, sharp and simple. Proenza are bang on form.
- Paula Reed in New York
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