Hey, welcome back to Monocycle. It's me, your pal, Leandra, Medine, or Cohen, which you would totally

understand if you've had listened to episode 6 about choice. I'm shaking my head like a brady 14-year-old,

you know, like swaying it back and forth. Speaking of broughty 14 year olds, fashion week started yesterday, which means that it's officially

day two of the event that may or may not continue forward into the foreseeable future. The CFDA, which is the Council of Fashion Designers of America has this theory that

Fashion Week is no longer relevant because who needs to see clothes six months in advance if they want to buy them already?

Of course this doesn't make sense for all designers because the initial purpose of Fashion Week when you think about it at its core

was to present collections which ultimately mean opinions six months before their time.

And you weren't supposed to necessarily understand those ideas or opinions

as they were coming out, nor were you really to want to wear them. It really was a sort of like

forecasting tool. But with the introduction of contemporary and the American market largely being

run by contemporary, what we're finding is that you don't need to see clothing at a certain price

point six months before you can get it. It's like nothing is worse than sitting at a show and

feeling like, oh my God, I need this now, I need this now, I need this now, because ultimately

you can't have it for six more months. And then you know what happens in six months? You don't

need it anymore. Fashion Week is funny, you know, because it seems so

fancy and exclusive and you're not allowed in unless you're in with a capital IN. And I can

really distinctly recall the first show that I was ever invited to. I think the year was like

2011, which means that I'd probably been running Manorpeller for about six months.

And the show was Tibby.

And I was given a front row seat and the publicist of Tibby emailed me and asked if I wanted to be dressed for the show and then said I could keep the clothes after the show,

which sounded like the most exciting and outrageous gift that a person could ever get. Anyway, that night I went to the show, which sounded like the most exciting and outrageous gift that a person could ever get.

Anyway, that night I went to the show and I sat front row and I just thought to myself,

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