Day 5: Winding down with sex, drugs and rock'n roll

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The last day; the final hours of fashion are upon us. It is hard to reflect on how I feel about the week. I feel pretty buzzed, but maybe it’s residuals from the Soho Lychee martini I drank last night.

I love what I picked out to wear for today. My new Gems + Junk graphic word t-shirt Scott Waring gave me last night at the Ukula party, a dark green khaki blazer, a wee black mini skirt by Evrim Timur, and my black patent heels with a rattan wedge.

Deflating fashion week

I arrive at Liberty Grand just before 5 p.m. and experience the sensation of a helium balloon deflating. An off-site scandal yesterday means there is no show this afternoon by Franke, and now there is a huge gap of time before the 7 p.m. show. This just will not do, as I have to be at the Spoke Club before then. It is a bit of a waste of time….the Grand seems dead and deserted. It is funny-strange; the last day of fashion week seems a bit flat. Not all is lost, Fashion File TV spy me and ask me to model my Gems + Junk gear. I am only too happy to oblige.

After my media moment, I tell my assistant Melissa to assemble the gang and that she is coming with me to the Spoke Club [what a lucky assistant she is] to watch a documentary on climate change by a dear friend. At the Spoke I see Pink Tartan’s Kimberley Newport-Mimran and hubby celebrating the end of fashion week [I am guessing they are celebrating] at the bar. Kimberley looks ultra thin in head-to-toe black and her new pixie haircut. I say hello, but the shock of seeing street fashion at the Spoke seems a bit overwhelming for the pair. I welcome the climate change doc after a week of OTT fashion mania.

Sex, drugs and rock’n roll

After getting all teary eyed about the plight of polar bears and melting ice, the TSF.com team head out to the Phoenix nightclub for the SD&R fashion show and final night party. I know it will be good – SD&R are good old fashion rock’n roll lads who know how to party! The assistant is still in tow – Rachel is determined to wear her out.

It’s snowing outside, but inside the Phoenix the crowd is getting steamy waiting for the fashion show to start. And we wait an hour and a half! The audience is made up of funky, young party kids who appreciate the SD&R philosophy of party, party, party! Bar drinks are only $2.50 each – I anticipate some girls-gone-wild action at that price!

The SD&R show starts off with a kick. The stage is set up with a pole and requisite sexy pole dancer, and a table of hot guys drinking beer in what looks like an illicit biker gang hideaway. The models come strutting out of this too-cool-for-school tableau heaped in rocker attitude. They are wearing the latest SD&R designs for those who are hell-bent for leather, chains and showing plenty of skin.These models are bad – they swill beer as they strut, blow cigarette smoke out over the audience and flip the bird at photographers. Naughty! (see some photos here)

Show over - the crowd is now ready to get down’ n dirty. Seriously hot dance party ensues: lots of dirty dancing and ass grabbing on the dance floor. I make a supreme effort in my high heel wedges to get in on the action, but my feet are killing me from a week of catwalking and running around town to killer parties. I try not to think about how my heels will handle the foot of snow outside when I finally crawl home to bed. Ahhh, you gotta love fashion week; it’s the parties that make fashion come alive. And fashion is alive and kick’in in this city! Thanks to everyone who made my fashion week day’s and night’s memorable.!

Love Sonja

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Day 4: Izzy, Pat and Ukula
Day 3: The Assistant, Andy and David, & Limelight @ Maro
Day 2: Holt Renfrew Media Party, First Shows & Seeking the Buzz