The frantic pace of the New York season doesn’t foster the healthiest habits, especially among designers. But the show must go on. And so they rely on everything from crawfish-flavored potato chips to solitaire on the computer to see them through the stress of putting a collection together. Here, a sampling of designers’ dirty little secrets for surviving the week.
This story first appeared in the February 17, 2010 issue of WWD. Subscribe Today.
“The whole week is one big McFlurry from McDonald’s. I know no one will believe that, but it’s true.”
Diane von Furstenberg
“My only vice is my addiction to playing solitaire on the computer. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and play until I win.”
“I drink so much espresso — it’s crazy.”
“My biggest guilty pleasure are chocolates, and before the show I eat many of them to calm me down. My favorites are the Teuscher [brand] with praline.”
“Watching ‘One Life to Live.’ I DVR it every day. I don’t care if I get home at three in the morning. I have to watch my story. Victoria Lord is going crazy right now. There are killers and ghosts. I know I should say something chic like I go to Patisse. But once I have my ‘One Life to Live’ fix, I can go do anything.”
“Potato chips. Just about every season we buy a case of Zapps, and somehow by the time the show has arrived they are gone. We like the Cajun crawfish flavor.”
“Two nights before my show, we go out with friends and drink Champagne and have a fabulous time. I need a lot of bubbles. The day after sometimes is not so great, but I know I need it.”
“Mine is always the same — tequila and Tex-Mex. After the show, we always go to Barrio Chino to have spicy jalapeno margaritas and Mexican food.”
“Prosecco in the evenings to celebrate!”
“Deep tissue massage; nightly frozen vodka to get away from myself; ordering obsessively on Amazon.com; working out every morning for at least an hour and a half; entertaining my staff as Juan Perón in a sombrero, and buying myself something extravagant to commemorate the collection.”
“The first night in New York before the shows, [my sister Laura and I] always make sure to go to a really bad restaurant because we don’t know any better. Other people take us to the really cool ones. The first time it happened by accident. We wound up in an Eighties type of jazz bar in a hotel, and then it became a tradition.”
Geren Lockhart of Geren Ford
“Chinese acupressure massage; cappuccinos from City Girl Cafe across the street; stolen moments of yoga whenever possible; Smart Water; frozen margaritas with salt; cavatelli from Frankies on the Lower East Side, and blow-outs so I remain looking somewhat human through the sleepless nights.”