What happens when a style novice goes to fashion week for the first time?
When it comes to fashion, I need help.
Me and fashion is like a polar bear and global warming; I'm surrounded by it but can't understand what's happening. Also I hibernate...
When I found out I was going to Fashion Pakistan Week, I had my concerns. I mean, I made it through the Lux Style Awards but this is a pure fashion event loaded with trendy!
Also read: I went to the Lux Style Awards for the first time and it was kind of awesome
I've seen enough runway videos to have an idea about what fashion week can be like. Models confidently strutting the catwalk being all trendy and all the designer celebs showing off their their trendy creations. I've also seen the videos of models falling on the catwalk. So I know all is not perfect, which is enough for me to be a ball of nerves. Cue Negative Nusrat.
What if I'm not trendy enough for FPW? What if I can't get the right outfit? What if everyone judges me for looking like the hobo that I am? What if I get lost and end up on the runway? What if I fall on top of a model?
But I was ready to take all that on. "Bring it!" I said loudly while staring at fashion videos. Too loudly, but I needed to.
The outfit hunt
My constant dilemma when it comes to prepping for these events is clothes. Because I needed something that's trendy (My word for this event).
It's been over a year since I rocked my random outfit at the LSAs, dubbing it an original of my imaginary designer 'Tareeq Dolma'an' but in that time I used up all the outfits that were possible for red carpet events.
I raided my closet and grabbed every outfit that was not my usual style, thinking that could mean it's trendy, and rushed to my colleagues for advice.
I was in my own personal chick flick!
Now I'm a jeans and tee kinda person. I wear simple stuff that many would dub 'Blah' and my only desire in fashion is for it to be acceptable to roam around in pajamas.
There were racks and racks of clothes at Deepak's Studio and I realised almost immediately that this would also not be easy. Now the burden falls on me to choose the right outfit. The trendy outfit. Why is this difficult you wonder? Because I know zilch about fashion and what's trendy and in my chick flick, the awkward noob does not suddenly transform into a fashionista... she's just awkward in style.
There were outfits which I couldn't work because of my body type, outfits that were too risque for my slouchy awkward self and some to me were just an odd arrangement of cloth which had me wondering 'Wait is this a sleeve? Where does my head go?'