So I did it. I made my dreams come true! Not only did I survive fashion week but I believe I thrived. I have so much more of an appreciation for any and all whom are a part, on any level, of a production like fashion week. It’s so perfectly orchestrated.
So many people come together for that week to put on such an amazing show of so much talent that exists in the world of fashion and beauty. From the designers to the clothes, to the makeup, the hair, the models, the coordinators, the lighting crew, DJs, bloggers and editors. It really was an unforgettable experience to be behind the scenes.
I also learned how to do some incredible hair and looks, like the coveted “S” wave that every cool girl across America wants to faux dread locks, and curls sets then teased into a 50’s bouffant. All of these looks were demoed to us stylists first by Jon Reyman, then we’d grab a model and go at it ourselves! Every look has to be completed in under three hours and that included hair, makeup and nails.
We’d all work together and around one another as if it was a beautiful dance routine, while being conscience of the time constraints. The models would sit on their phone, thumbing through social media or shopping while all of us professionals are bringing them to life for their debut on the big stage! The models were actually very polite to work with and were just as excited as we were to be at this grand event. All of us hairdressers were from all over North America and for this one week it was if we had worked side by side in the same salon for years. There was such a calm and familiarity that came with being backstage with so many people that have such a like mind and passion for creativity, collaboration and beauty.
Now don’t get me wrong, there was some definite times where there was some panic and chaos but that’s the wave you ride in life. There’s always a balance and that balance was an exhilarating one! After all the hustle and hard work, I walked out and took my seat along the runway to watch the show. I saw the models I worked on strut their stuff down the runway while spectators oohed and awed, photographers snapped photos, and editors wrote down everything they love ferociously. I felt such a deep feeling of satisfaction and accomplishment.
Then the minute the 12 minute show is over, the crowd clears, the models are picking up their belongings and running to their next show, and us professionals collect our tools and hail a cab to the next set. It’s the dance and I’m so happy I got an opportunity to put on my dancing shoes and be a part of it it. Truly a dream!
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