Another Tampa Bay Fashion Week is a wrap.
Getting ready for Tampa Bay Fashion Week, in my mind, is always a luxurious exercise. It involves cucumber eye patches, blowouts, careful application of false eyelashes. In this fantasy, we roll up to Tampa Bay's most stylish annual event looking fresh and relaxed, ready to inspire and be inspired.
I think I speak for millions when I articulate this dream:
Last year brought a contraction of sorts for Tampa Bay Fashion Week, the annual glitzy strutting of our local design scene. Organizers cut out a major runway show in the spirit of experimentation.
When I was chief creative officer for Liz Claiborne Inc., I spent a good amount of time on the road hosting fashion shows highlighting our brands. Our team made a point of retaining models of various sizes, shapes and ages, because one of the missions of the shows was to educate audiences about how they could look their …
You have to give Tampa Bay Fashion Week credit for trying things and seeing what sticks.
It's a question 10 women would answer 10 different ways. And as a political journalist with an eye for what people are wearing, it's one I've wrestled with, too.
Hillary Clinton and Elizabeth Warren walked onto the stage in Cincinnati with wide grins and windshield-wiper waves, the crowd roaring for their first campaign appearance together.
Wherever you are in Tampa Bay, you're less than an hour from a gulf shore. Spontaneous beaching happens.
Basically, all our teenage dreams are crumbling.