Somewhere between Sheikh Zayed road and Al Wasl, Pavan Premany and I were at downtown Dubai. Waiting for traffic to move, we talk about the designer’s line up happening for the third season of Fashion Forward. Being it my first season, I had no idea what to expect; couture ensembles, perhaps a more minimalistic approach to a similar version of a Hussein Chalayan garment, and so on.
Being on the constant, never ending Sushi crave, Pavan and I went to the new Japanese restaurant Mizu. Waiting for our orders to arrive, Pavan and I started talking about life, not deeply though… We both debated on things that were happening in the Middle East towards the fashion industry, and as broad and cliché as this may sound, men are clearly objectified. Targeting the gay (Yes, you read it right) male individual is something that really needs to stop. Away from that, we talked about how our first day of Fashion Forward would go, and which shows we would and wouldn’t attend.
Waking up at around 8:15 the next day, I was in a state of thrill. Getting my clothes, ironing them, packing everything I needed; It was like I was a kid being taken to Disney land, except people wore Zanotti shoes, and Givenchy neck braces, or in my case – Spiked up blazers.
Leaving the hotel by 1:30, Pavan pulled down his car window and yelled “Get in bitch, we’re going shopping!" mark the Mean Girls reference. We went to Shakespeare and Co. for lunch, and then changed into our fashion forward outfits… (No shopping happened beforehand; neither credit cards nor bank accounts were harmed)
Noting that we were late for the second show “Kage" we managed to get in mid way through. As designers Arwa Abdelhadi & Basma Abu Ghazaleh, walked down the finale with the models, all I saw were exact replicas, you could honestly tell that the designs were a mere image of what the designers themselves would wear on a daily bases.
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