Upon approaching The Lincoln Center plaza during Fashion Week, I quickly learned that the show outside is just as entertaining as the one inside. I’m pretty sure that New York City is a place where people want to be seen, and what bigger stage to be seen than Fashion Week? Fashionistas from around the world pack into this one small area for an entire week, wearing the most lavish and extravagant outfits they could find in their closets.
Mercedes Benz Fashion Week S/S 2012 was not only my first fashion week, but it was my first time in NYC as well. I’ve been all over this country – LA, Chicago, Atlanta, Houston, Phoenix, Las Vegas – but NYC and Miami have eluded me. Arriving in New York, my focus was to make sure that I was prepared for the runway shows and presentations. I was mentally ill-equipped for what I would see during my down time.
I’m sorry, but if someone steps on THOSE shoes, killing the offender is a justifiable reaction. I’m just saying. lol
The next time I return to New York for fashion week, now that I know what to expect, I will put much more emphasis on my street photography. This is a fraction of what I got, but what I got is a fraction of what I saw. I need to get enough street portraits to last me a few dozen blogs.
I like the look on the young lady above, particularly that piece around her neck.
The woman above reminds me of an older version of Krista, the winner of America’s Next Top Model a couple seasons ago. That hat is like a church hat on Super Mario mushrooms. lol I’ve also found myself wondering how I look in the photo that the man behind her is taking.
I did a blog on the young lady pictured above! Check it here ——> https://michaellacombe.wordpress.com/2011/10/01/mercedes-benz-fashion-week-ss-2012-caught-in-a-crowd/
Another common phenomena at fashion week is celebrity sightings. I saw more celebrities in my few days at fashion week than I did during my entire 2 years living in California. Granted, that’s an easy number to top since the only “celeb” I saw in Cali was Cornel West when I went to his book signing. I didn’t always have a camera ready, but I was still able to capture a few celebs during my time in NYC. Again, the next time I go, I’ll know to be ready at all times. I’m mad that I missed opportunities to photograph the likes of Lindsey Lohan, Susan Sarandon, Tim Gunn, and others. Anyway, here’s a few that I DID get…
Miss J from America’s Next Top Model.
Uber fine model, Selita Ebanks. Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.
Object of my thirst that no Gatorade can quench, celeb stylist June Ambrose.
I had all kinds of hilarious insult-captions, but I’ll behave. Omarion. lol
Husband of the star of “Lala’s Full Court Life,” Carmelo Anthony. I think he plays a sport, too. Badminton maybe? 🙂
Philadelphia 76ers forward, Andre Iguodala. Are they even called the 76ers anymore? They’re officially just the “Sixers” now, right? When I saw him walk into the show I was photographing, I tweeted him asking if it was him that had walked in, and he actually responded. He also (obviously) posed for one of these pictures. NICE! Props to Iggy!
And last but not least, one of the most-hated women worldwide, Kim Humphries. What? She’s not married anymore? News to me. Well I guess it’s Kim Kardashian, then. Like her or not, this photograph was a huge score for me. While the reason for her fame may be … non-existent … her fame itself is undeniable. Photographing Kim K was one of my biggest wins during all of fashion week.
On that note, my friends, my coverage of #MBFW is finally at an end. It’s been real! I hope you all have enjoyed my coverage a fraction as much as I enjoyed living and chronicling it.
My first #MBFW post featured images from the Rachel Roy presentation. In that post, I alluded to how fortunate I was to get to that presentation early. This is why. The media was allowed on the balcony early in order to get their photos/interviews/etc before it was open to everyone else. I got up there, banged out my photos, and immediately began to head back across the plaza to the Lincoln Center tents for my next show. As I was walking across the plaza and admiring my photos, I began to see a small group of photographers rush over toward this small group of people. “Who is that?,” I wondered. As I got closer, I realized. “Holy shit, that’s Kim Kardashian!” I raced over and took as many photos as I could, as Kim moved swiftly across the plaza.
Following that extremely hectic 30-45 seconds, I relaxed briefly. I tried to gather my thoughts. I would have never thought I’d ever be in a position to photograph Kim Kardashian. As I stood there, one of the other photographers came up to me. I expected her to be as excited about what had just happened as I was. She said to me in what sounded like an Italian accent, “So… who was that?” Then she took out a notepad. “Can you spell her name for me?” I guess celebrity is subjective.