When a New Yorker is told she can put her purse down and release the burden of eight hours, sans fear, she does it, with wild abandon, leaving her camera inside said purse. BAD BLOGGER.
However, Art Director Richard Mo (who wore a constant warm smile) was kind enough to share these shots of this July's trunk show/soiree at McCall's Patterns. Quoth Ruggy: you always know where the camera is. Oh, do I Ruggy?
I've been told my facial expressions can achieve contortionist proportions, but I'm still surprised-- and a little scared-- whenever presented with an extra special moment. I'm sure Cindy was too. And that's my fun face.
This is what actual people having fun at a party look like. Study, I shall.
Although McCall's is a larger operation than your single-lady-drafting-patterns, it's way smaller than I thought it would be, with most of the work done on premises. I say "most" because I'm assuming the full on printing of the patterns is done elsewhere... but I could be wrong. (I may have also left my brain in my purse.) The photo shoots, pattern drafting, sample making, sketching, instruction writing, proofing, the what-have-you... that's all done in house.
The stash especially was NY Studio Apartment sized, compared to what I had in my mind. Here's Peter & Penny (Fabric Editor, whose dress I wanted to rip off her breezy form) at one end of the room, and Claudine & Carolyn at the other...
Penny. HOW DO YOU DO IT.
In house studio! Now that's an appropriate size! The wall of shoes is equal to the stash, yo.
When I say In House, I mean In Home. The people behind all of it were indeed very much like a family welcoming guests to their abode, grabbing the baton when questions were asked, ribbing each other... I got the sense that it was a very happy tribe. The atmosphere was a good air to be in. Many of us eyed the empty sewing tables with undisguised greed, like a guest bedroom begging for an extended stay.
FOR ONCE I'M HIDING IT WELL BUT I'M EYEING THAT DESK RIGHT THERE.
Although, if I were invited in, I think I'd be the problem child of the troop, raiding siblings closets and prancing about in whatever I could stick my arms into.
Here is how you are supposed to behave when offered sample garments. Calm, serene Claudine. Study, I shall.
And full on brat.
Luckily Suzanne and Amanda were there to hide me. Actually, James, the extremely fashionable Fashion Editor in vivid stripes below, was happy to enable my brattiness, bringing out the infamous yo-yo wrap upon request, and then this frilly number. This felt like you were putting the party on. Literally on.
James quipped that whoever could button up this Rucci coat could take it home. Dangerous joke. Mais, no winner there on the size negative 1,000 (and yes I tried). If memory serves, that was a $10,000ish coat, direct from Rucci, photographed on the pattern envelope, and just a visiting garment for the pattern envelope shoot. (All explained much better here.)
Hey this is cool! Ralph Rucci, right? He wanted the public to be able to afford his garments, you know, like the $10,000ish coat previously mentioned, so he approached McCall's. We saw the actual pattern pieces direct from Rucci, which are used for the Vogue patterns. INSTANT FAN OF RALPH RUCCI. I will have that coat in neoprene, I will.
Two lovely ladies show us the process: the delicious Melissa (Designer, wearing one of her latest releases) and Kathy (Vogue Pattern Mag's Editor and Resident Radiator of Warmth)
Of course I went down a Big 4 rabbit hole after the party, as part of our goodie bag included our choice of a pattern. No question, I'm going the Rucci route at some point on a fall pattern haul, but for this pick I think I'll go vintage...
Wonderful hosts, wonderful night. And I heard murmurings that they'll be bringing these shindigs on the road when they can, so keep an eye out... and an arm ready for some impromptu closet raiding...