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Li’l more passion please

With little to rave about on Day Two of LFW, let’s hope things get better soon LFW 2011.

fashion and trends Updated: Aug 19, 2011 15:22 IST
Rochelle Pinto

If fashion weeks are a race, then Lakme Fashion Week is, hopefully, the Tortoise. The first official day of back-to-back shows couldn’t have been off to a slower start on the ramp, with most designers leaving the audience dazed and confused… or severely underwhelmed. But unlike previous seasons, when the stalls area, the actual business hub of any fashion week, was uncomfortably empty, the buzz is palpable this time. Innovations like the ‘Talent Box’, which features scaled-down shows by new designers have certainly helped draw in the crowds. Now all we have to do is wait, fingers crossed, for this Tortoise to slowly and steadily win the race.

How much is too much? Payal Singhal went into serious overload mode this season, with some dangerously decked up garments. The designer also decided to introduce her line of mini-me ethnic wear, with Karisma Kapoor’s niece Alea Motwane and Chunky Pandey’s daughter Rysa.

Rina Dhaka is one of the prodigal veterans returning to LFW, but the collection she showed could easily have been one of her first ever, given how outdated it seemed. The ’80s did have their comeback moment, but even that passed by a while ago.

Archana Kochhar’s love of lycra and jersey borders on obsession. And when her second-skin jumpsuits manage to add a few unwanted bumps and curves to skinny model bodies, there’s no hope for the common woman. The designer’s front row was packed with former beauty queens, from Yukta Mookhey to Diana Hayden and Celina Jaitly, but we’d like to see anyone win a pageant in this stuff.

Celebrity hunter Jatin Verma started off on a sleek note with a chartreuse and black garment… and things suddenly went downhill from there, especially for the poor models who were tripping over their hemlines at regular intervals. Poorly finished and often ill-fitting, the bright colours and naughty silhouettes didn’t distract from the obvious secondary efforts of the masterji who cut this cloth.