Thursday it finally, officially started: Fashion Week Amsterdam. Me and blogger Scott W decided to go to the Late Night Cafe at the Concertgebouw. It was a night that everything came together; fashion, music, dance and exhibition.
The first performance that we saw was a combination of violin music, poetry and couture from Esther Dorhout Mees. The poem was in French so I didn't understand a thing. The only French I speak is 'A oui Paris' and 'Coco Chanel'. The poet was just repeating "lumiere, lumiere" all the time. The only Lumiere I know is the candlestick from 'Beauty and the Beast'. Now I know that Lumiere means light, what totally makes sense.
The presentation only lasted 5 minutes for us, because of the heavy door congestion. We went up to buy some drinks or should I say, 2 Cokes. January is a alcohol free month for us but actually we could use some. At the bar there was a small stage made for 2 Pussy Riot look-a-likes, moving to house music with their fake guitars.
We heard some funky music coming from downstairs so we had a look. There was a band playing and all the hipsters and hippies were dancing, without shoes! The lead singer of the band had a tail and jumped around on his song "bounce, bounce, Mickey Mouse mother fucker, bounce". We looked at each other and decided that now was the time that we had to go home. This music is only nice to dance on when you're drunk, have taken LSD or both.
This night made me realize the meaning behind fashion and that is not what all big designers are showing us. It's a way of life and you can fill it how you want to. There will always be someone who thinks the same and wants to join.
This is how new fabulous subgroup arises
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