We’re all familiar with the ‘it’ lawn party. It’s the latest trend to latch onto the lawn bandwagon, filling up our Instagram feeds for several hours and the claim to fame of any designer lawn with a heavy-pocketed investor at its side.
If you’re one of the lucky chosen ‘it girls, you love these all-women soirees. A three-piece suit that the rest of the world is fighting tooth and nail for gets stitched to your size and delivered to your doorstep sans the hefty price tag that commoners in the real world are expected to pay. All you have to do is get yourself a blow-dry, slap on some make-up, slip on high heels and slide that silk dupatta into a belt cinched over your lawn shirt.
You can't get 'it-er' than AmoB! As an ‘it’ girl at an ‘it’ lawn party, you can pout and pose all you please for the photographers. You do make sure, though, that your handbag gets clicked in the pictures — it’s the one thing that you paid for, after all, aside from your shoes! You’re also savvy enough to get your photographs taken before you dig into the delectable menu, lest you ruin your carefully applied lipstick biting into delicious canapés.
Now, the regular lawn-lovin’ woman may seethe a bit at the high-life of the socialite set but, really, she enjoys these soirees too. From her vantage point on Twitter, Instagram or Facebook, she looks at images of lawn-clad women with varying physiques and features – some even are a ‘not-very-it’ extra-large size – and decides what she likes best. She observes the many different ways in which the suits have been styled and takes screen-shots of those that she likes best, to be bombarded later upon her befuddled tailor.
An ‘it’ girl at an ‘it’ lawn party pouts and poses all she pleases for the photographers. She does make sure, though, that her handbag gets clicked in the pictures — it’s the one thing that she paid for, after all, aside from her shoes! This, in essence, is the real point behind the lawn party. For instance, at the recent tea hosted by Crimson for their lawn by Farah Talib Aziz, guests wore a diverse range of lowers. Lacy cigarette pants, tapered shalwars, dhoti pants and boot-cuts were worn over mostly knee-length shirts. It resulted in some very interesting looks that must certainly have been noted by lawn-lovers and are bound to send a few tailors reeling.
“An event like this is great for social media mileage,” agrees Maliha Aziz, Farah Talib Aziz’s daughter and brand manager. “We invited in the media so that they could appreciate the lawn’s versatility and to drive this point home, we had the suits stitched in some very different ways. We also allowed the option for guests to buy whatever they liked before our lawn exhibitions took place and some of the stock ran out.”
The point of a fabulous lawn launch is to introduce our lawn-loving public to new ways to style their joras. So we see lacy pants, dhoti shalwars, dupattas worn as wraps and kaftans... the works!
It’s a clever business plan but one that doesn’t always work. Last year, the Elan lawn tea party cum fashion show also endeavored to retail a limited number of lawn suits. It inevitably lead to squabbles and protests at the venue itself when many of the designs ran out too soon.
Wisely, Elan’s designer Khadijah Shah chose to just celebrate her lawn this year, after it had launched into the market. Held at Khadijah’s home, the lawn party was thronged by a heavy smattering of Lahore’s A-Listers, many of whom are Elan clients and the designer’s friends.