The opening night showed a lot of promise and potential and although I’ve just attended one show so far, I’ll say it has surpassed expectations. However, expectations weren’t too high in the first place! After the unceremonious departure of Indian director and choreographer, Marc Robinson, thing looked grimmer than the response to shows last season. Imagine, I was all thrilled to be seated in the first row before I realized that the first row was the ONLY row occupied! Well, that was last season. This time, Simon Locke took stock of the situation and turned the DFW into two smoking barrels of excitement…Okay, that was a really bad pun.
Coming to the Ravi Bajaj show, well, it made me miss home! The rich Indian textiles, use of traditional gota work on lehengas, the elegant anarkali salwar kameez and the ever stylish saree elicited a resounding applause from the audience, which, for a change, was in full attendance. The lavish use of sequins, velvet and net made sure the collection oozed glamour and old-world charm, which is so difficult to replicate.
All in all, a beautiful, shimmering night at the Dubai Fashion Week. However, the buzz in the media pit was that the photographers were groaning about being hungry all day. Helloo! Organizers of the DFW please pay heed… refreshments for the poor guys on their feet, who’ve been shooting all day, would be much appreciated! Shukhran!