Every Fashion Week I attend I always get full access and seated tickets, simply because I prefer to capture the action backstage and watch collections go down the runway from there. It gives me the chance to get a first look at collections, touch and feel garments, and really scrutinize designs like Tim Gunn.
The energy backstage is electrifying: models getting undressed and dressed by 2 or 3 dressers, hair artists pulling, spraying, and brushing manes, make up artists refreshing those face beats, designers interacting with their garments and triple checking each look, backstage managers shouting for the next model and chasing photographers away. The thrill of it all is almost parallel to life.
We have been programmed to never be caught ‘slipping,’ to pretend that everything is fine and look like you’ve got your shit together. Going through it? Go through it privately and remain seamlessly composed in public. Truth is, your life could be going up in smoke. The collections that go down the runway give no hint of the commotion backstage. All you see sitting down for a show or scrolling through runway images online are beautiful models in next seasons trends. Funny how social media has become the platform for looking like you’ve never caught an L in your life but that’s a conversation for another day.
Back to backstage at fashion week. Here’s what I was able to capture before getting kicked out by the backstage personal.
Over and out.
Photography by Uyapo Ketogetswe