IADT Detroit Imagine Fashion Show 2012


In case you haven’t gathered, my bff Alyza and I won BEST IN SHOW! last night at the IADT Detroit Imagine Fashion Show 2012! I’m still riding on that high and it’s beginning to feel a little surreal. Like, did last night really happen? And then I see that paper saying we were best in show and I’m reminded that it really is real.

They had us talk a little bit after they called our names in which I feel like we didn’t thank anyone except William Malcolm for liking our collection that much. SO, as a makeup for our dumbstruck rudeness, I’d like to formally thank first Alyza for being an amazing friend and genius pattern-maker and for balancing me out so well. I don’t think I could’ve pulled this off as good as it was without you. Secondly, thank you to all of you who supported us and believed in us – cliche, but true! And lastly, obviously thank you very much to the judges who chose our work as best in show this year. What an honor it is!

That said, on to the backstage highlights. We arrived in DTRO early to “pregame” as they say. Had lunch and a pina colada with Alyza, Tina, and Ross and then we arrived at the theatre half an hour early as everyone else started trickling in. It was rather hot and humid in the theatre, but the hottest part of the building was backstage where it was just as hectic and crazy as fashion shows you see on TV are.

I think we were supposed to have a run-through of the show before the real show, but that never happened. I’m thinking perhaps they told us we had to be there at 4 for that just so that they knew that everyone was there on time. They weren’t. One of our models showed up half an hour before the show and she didn’t get to model because she was so late.

I got my hair fixed, meanwhile, by the Paul Mitchell hair team and after the show got two of the girls’ contact information. They were very eager to work with me in the future if I ever needed their help. I’m pretty sure that was my first networking…thing. It was quite exciting.

Hair = fixed.

So, us designers played the waiting game downstairs in the dressing rooms while the show started, watching some program on the CW and wishing that that TV was live-streaming what the show looked like to the audience. I broadcasted that I found a Corona in the fridge, and two my fellow designers cracked that baby open and had a toast. It was wonderful.

And then we waited some more, as each of us was called in about groups of 3 to go backstage and get our models last minute prepped to walk on stage. Alyza, myself and everyone who was after us inched our way closer to the stage door so that we had more time to work with our models backstage, and I think that definitely worked in our favor. It was pretty sweet walking on stage after my models and getting so much applause from the audience.

Pre-show. Alyza looks like Velma from Scooby-Doo.

The second time around, when I went with Alyza, we walked to the end of the runway platform and did a little dance and then we sort of skipped away really quickly. After that, we weren’t really sure what to do, so we gathered all our garments and bags and headed back downstairs where somehow I was even hotter and sweatier than before. And then we all headed upstairs for the end of the show where we were announced best in show.

And then I went home. Hahahaha. I probably should’ve stayed for the afterglow, but I don’t think either Alyza or Tina did, so I don’t feel so bad. And that’s my version of the fun adventures of Imagine Fashion Show 2012! I’m thinking I might do this again next year.


Tomorrow is my 21st birthday and I can’t remember the last time I’ve ever felt so apathetic about my birthday. Especially not one as important as the day I’m legally allowed to start drinking and buying the alcohols.

It’s actually kind of annoying. Back when this term started, I had imagined that this last week would be glorious and sunshiney and everything would be perfect and I’d bake cupcakes tonight to give out tomorrow and rainbows would shoot out my ass. That is nothing like what’s happening. I have this gray cloud of worry and anxiety about finals, the fashion show, and birthday plans.

First of all, I have this fear that I won’t get my Gerber final finished in time and properly. That’s really all that I have left to do, at least as a large chunk, for my finals. But it feels like so much more. I also have little nitpicky things I have to finish for my other classes.

Secondly, the fashion show is stressful within itself ON TOP of school work. Not to mention the whole ticket sale dilemma. Our student standing tickets JUST arrived today. Normally they should be almost sold out by now. That and apparently we’re not selling the seating and VIP seating tickets at school. I was under the impression we were, so that created some drama in my life that needn’t have existed.

Lastly, my birthday plans for this year are driving me crazy. My friends keep telling me that I have to go out and drink at a bar or something like that because it’s my 21st birthday. While I agree with that and it sounds like fun, there are a million other things going that are making me insane. I’ve had inquiries about what I’m doing tomorrow as well as whether I’m still having a birthday party this Saturday.

I set up a Facebook event for my party but everyone who’s actually going to be in the state said “maybe” and everyone (minus Krista) who isn’t said yes. So current attendees are a grand total of me, the host. I’ve been tempted to delete it from the minute I made it. Maybe I should make it an end of term bowling/bday celebration event or something.  I DON’T EVEN KNOW.

I just can’t wait for this week to be over with already. I look forward to a peaceful sleeping in Sunday.