The Indie Designer Fashion Market was a total bust. Really, I'm appalled that I spent money to be humiliated in such a fashion. I was the first to set up on Saturday. A young woman "designer" came in to set up her table, covered in spray painted newspaper. Very amateur. I unintentionally insulted her by asking what she "made." She said that no one asks her that, she is a designer. The next morning, she pulled her display out so far into the aisle that it completely hid mine, and refused to move it back. Even though it was actually now in the space I paid for. And, honey? Your purses are not all that. What I want to know, is how many handbag designers need to be in one room? Next, at 8:30 am, after the show opened, one of the organizers said it would be better to move me outside, near where the adoptable dogs would be. They put my gridwork on a cart and wheeled it out. Initially I was relieved to be away from all that Attitude. After about 11:30 am, without shade protection, I started to cook. And the New York Times? Not being in the room, I missed that opportunity. I missed the opportunity to have Nate Birkus see my work, because when he was about 10 feet away, the show people were all over him to ask for a photo. He got away from them as fast as he could. So, no Nate for me.
The most insulting part--someone else who "designs" dog garments stayed in the designer room. Some club kid with a name that has to be a affectation. When I brought it up, I was told--"but he is a designer! He has to stay in that room! (so, what am I?)" What I saw of his designs looks very much like what I've seen at pet trade shows for years. This girl also said "but you agreed to come outside!" Seriously, what choice did I have? When the adoptable dogs that I was neigbored with left the show, I packed up and left, too. Early. I was told later by dealers in the building that business was hindered by the fact that the customers could not bring their dogs inside. Curious that they would leave a designer for pets in the designer room. His dog was in there with him, and from what I observed, dog aggressive and generally ill socialized. I can't imagine how it must be to be carried around all the time with a jewel stuck to her forehead. Ick.
When I first contacted the show, and pitched my business, they told me that they were doing a dog themed event. They mentioned him, who I will call R de C, like I had heard of him. After I saw him on Saturday, I did a Google search. I had to put in lots of search words to find something. What I finally came up with was a tea party for dogs that was at the Palmer House to promote this show. Featuring the design of R de Affectation for sale. The show promoter mentioned the event to me, but then never with details so I could participate.
The only real highlights for me were the adorable dogs who were there, and Megan from the group I knit with at Letizia's. who took pity on me and sat at my display so I could get some food and drink. I was dying out there. The embarassing thing, is seeing her out of context, I forgot her name. She is an angel.
And, here is my new, and more fashionable name---Corinne de Penny.
I have a lovely painful sunburn on my face and neck.
I intended to do a September and October show, but I would rather have a root canal.
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