Needless to say, I was MORTIFIED. My brother was quick to assure me that as soon as he realized that it was clear glass he turned away (of course, the I like dogs and bowling and maybe 3 people shirt but I will buy this shirt and I will love this poor guy was in shock from the horror of what he briefly glimpsed!). I went out onto the balcony to have a cigarette whilst he showered so he didn’t have to be paranoid or feel pressured to hurry up. We then went straight to our parent’s room and told them about it. My dad couldn’t believe it, I mean, this was a 5* hotel, what kind of perverse designer would put a window looking into the shower/toilet room? In a TWIN room, so clearly not a room for people who were there intending on getting some sexy time in?! My mum wanted poached eggs so requested that at the egg station. Despite the card prominently displayed next to the station offering eggs prepared any way you like, the chef told my mum that he’d have to send down to the kitchen for them as he didn’t have the equipment to make poached eggs. Fair enough, we thought, he doesn’t appear to have a freshwater supply so that’s understandable, but perhaps the sign should mention it! After about 30 minutes the eggs came up were cold, along with the scrambled eggs I’d ordered. When we mentioned it to the chef he told us that we should have just had the fried eggs from the buffet. That was the last straw for my dad and he demanded that we are moved to the other Le Meridian hotel in Singapore, on Orchard Road. The manager had clearly been told we were coming as we were given a 4 bedroom suite, which was probably double the size of our house! From that point on the rest of the holiday was amazing, so at least the peeping tom shower had an upside! Sorry to those who read this before it was finished, the Quora app keeps crashing on me when I’m writing answers – it crashed more than 10 times writing this out! Karen crab walks to the door, not eye breaking with me. He talks with both assistance manager and they both tell him the same thing I say, angry he throws an f bomb and walks out. Before he hits the door I call out “sir, your cash?” I hold his cash up, he does a turn around grabs his cash and storms off. Me, “ok bye sir Karen” both assistance manager laugh as the guy throws the finger before driving off. Got to love those Karen’s.
I like dogs and bowling and maybe 3 people shirt, hoodie, tank top, sweater and long sleeve t-shirt
Though it was something to see Simon Porte Jacquemus’s spectacular runway in a French wheatfield—all those sweeping aerial drone views—and to feel the I like dogs and bowling and maybe 3 people shirt but I will buy this shirt and I will love this poignant emotion as three young Italian tenors sang live at Dolce & Gabanna’s socially distanced men’s show in Milan, ultimately this season proved that there are so many more options for effective, compelling, and long-lasting ways of capturing what fashion’s all about today. Those who’ve experimented with media to say something genuine and personal during the pandemic—Gabriela Hearst’s video of riding with her sister in California and her honest spoken-word statement about sustainability stick in the memory—are for certain pointing towards a more open, intelligent, and progressive future for the way we view fashion from now on. On the whole, though, my conclusion—albeit from the privileged perspective who someone who usually gets to go to physical fashion shows—is that while digital assets can be complementary, they will not make real-life fashion shows obsolete anytime soon. Rick Owens’s decision to put himself and Tyrone Dylan Susman in his video lookbook was effective, but as we discussed it (and pesky I.T. issues) over a Zoom pre-stream, it was hard not to lament the missed the real Rick show that this replaced. Also: It was a pity that Miuccia Prada’s last solo collection was reduced to a series of videos that were perfectly fine but inadequate substitutes for what her last show would have represented. That was why when we did get to real shows, Etro and then Dolce & Gabbana (plus Jacquemus later in France), it was wonderful. Clothes are all about contact: As a wearer, you feel them on your skin, and as a watcher, you process them with your eye. The watching part can be done secondhand, but the impact will always be second to the real thing. I read some commentators in the U.S. saying, “Too soon” or “Wear a damn mask!” (which I always did), but these opinions—while valid enough—lack perspective. Milan and its surrounding region Lombardy went through what New York did but earlier. Through sagacious governmental management much more effective than that of the U.S., Italy has managed dramatically to flatten the curve across the rest of its territory. These shows—just like the reopening of flights, stores, factories, and restaurants—were symptomatic of recovery that, far from being taken for granted, is being tended to with vigilance and cherished with gratitude. The digital Fashion Weeks were better than no Fashion Weeks at all, but as an upgrade on the real thing? Nah.