Though Bostonista isn’t typically inclined to get out of bed before we’ve gotten a full night of beauty sleep—or for a day rate less than $10,000 (or was that someone else?) And, despite having cougered out at the Charlotte Ronson party the previous night, we miraculously made it to the tents in time for Tuesday’s inaugural Tibi show.

As usual, Tibi’s styles were cute and wearable (when you see us at next week’s much hyped Louis Vuitton Copley relaunch party in a new black number, don’t bother asking about the label: it’s Tibi), but the most striking thing about the show was that the models seemed to be having fun. The brand is young, just like them.

It must have felt like a welcome break for the teenage strutters to don cute dresses and coats, as opposed to the elaborate gowns and suits by the likes of Oscar de la Renta intended for a more mature customer. Most fresh-looking of all was their hair, which was long and flowing but still polished. (more…)

Late last month, Boston Daily spoke to Michael O’Hara, the chief restructuring officer for Alpha Omega. He told us that the troubled jeweler’s liquidation sale would begin on January 26. You can imagine our surprise when we got a press release saying the sale will begin tomorrow.

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At last night’s Charlotte Ronson after-party, Bostonista was in a cougarish mood as downtown onetime-hotspot Butter filled with fashionistas and their 12 year old sisters. Nicky Hilton played host in one corner, Tinsley Mortimer in the other, but all we wanted to look at was the cute booty-shaking kid in a wool beret tearing up the dance floor in the middle. Unlike previous berets, this one totally worked.

Earlier in the evening at Ports 1961, we had mixed feelings about the collection—we loved the body conscious dresses in tweed, cable knit, and lace; weren’t so sure about the honking wooden accent pieces—and spent much of the time tallying all the crowns, both on the runway and in the crowd. We then patted ourselves on the back for being so very current. (more…)

Most times, Bostonista appreciates when show organizers bother to personalize the seats with our name and provenance, but this weekend, we would have preferred to have kept our affiliations to ourselves.

There was the guy who gave us the once-over, twice, as we sat down at Sari Gueron. He was wearing a somewhat horrifying salmon-colored beret. The two of us sat for a moment in silence, after which our neighbor turned and said: “Go Pats!”

Was he mocking us? We couldn’t tell. We gave him a weak little thumbs up and pretended to get a text on our phone. As the show commenced—a melange of pretty and delicate, lace and florals, tiny cardigans and lots of tulle; anyway, hardly the sort of stuff that makes you want to scream Go Pats! — he leaned in and said, “Go Pats! Hey—you see Gisele around town?” We’re not even kidding. (more…)

“DONNA KARAN IS A BUNNY BUTCHER,” read one protestor’s sign in front of DKNY’s West Village show location. Fashion Week Mom (FWM), clad head-to-toe in Italian fur, spied the poster from down the street, and took this as her cue to make the block and meet Bostonista afterward. A 10-minute, standing-room-only show was simply just not worth risking a meeting between her new designer parka and a can of red paint.

Inside, the parade was set up around a square raised runway that made the models’ already endless legs, most of them covered in gray tights, look almost alien-ly infinite from the peanut gallery. The clothes were wearable but some seemed to be taking us in fashion retrograde. While the boho babydoll look will always hold a special place in our heart, it felt like a flashback to the way everyone was dressing a couple of years ago when they first discovered that Sienna Miller was the coolest girl in the universe and that she shopped at flea markets! The berets, however, were fabulous and fresh. (more…)

We thought the fashion masses would wait on Bostonista to get their groove on, but Bryant Park was bumpin’ by the time we arrived with Fashion Week Mom (FWM) for Verrier show. As we peered at the flashing bulbs from the third row, FWM let out her first sighting, “that guy from the HBO miniseries from a few years ago called Angels in America!!!”

But no, the Gucci eyeglass-wearing southerner was mistaken, and thankfully so: That man was Nigel Barker, noted fashion photographer and Fashion Week fixture. Though we still have a bit of beef with him after he dumped Boston University grad Sarah for not being fat enough to qualify as a plus size in the last cycle of Top Model, Nigel was smokin’ and Bostonista was happy to get our first whiff of the week. (more…)

Our style savants, Alyssa Giacobbe and Rachel Baker, are heading off to New York Fashion Week later today, and they will be dropping all sorts of buzz on us all weekend long (so check this space early and often while you count the hours until kickoff!)

But that’s not what has us truly excited. No, what has us shaking in our tailored suit with anticipation is the return of Dea Dea Baker, Bostonista’s favorite mom. (more…)

Project Runway is on hiatus this week, and that’s usually enough to make Bostonista leave the house in sweats. But as luck would have it, current season contestant Steven Rosengard came to us in person instead! We caught up with the gracious designer Wednesday night at the Museum of Science’s Seamless computational couture event, which he emceed.

He is taller than Bostonista expected, but the mannerisms and facial expressions are just as we remembered. “Who are you wearing tonight, Steven?” we asked, hearts aflutter. Obviously, Steven has great taste. His custom suit was from Andrea Vangna, he told us, pointing out the “unnecessary” but “delightful” pocket he’d requested in the jacket. (more…)