If you have talked to me at all in the past few days, you know that I saw - nay, lived - Betsey Johnson this past weekend. She was in Boston for a huge (and may I add successful!) fundraiser for the non-profit that her brother, Bob Johnson, chairs - the South End Community Health Center, which raises money for people in need who have cancer - a cause very close to her heart, no pun intended.
Me, wearing Betsey Johnson, with Betsey Johnson, also in Betsey Johnson.
Saturday, which the Mayor of Boston declared Betsey Johnson Day, started off with a conference at the MFA.
Naturally, Ms. Johnson made an entrance - she snuck onto the stage 30 minutes late, wearing a beanie, socks with pink heels, and dragging two Betseyville suitcases full of 5 decades worth of stand-outs from her past collections, which she unpacked over the course of an hour or so and laid out on the stage as she answered audience questions.
She spoke a lot about how she went from a small town Connecticut girl - a ballerina who wore pearls and crewneck sweaters, if you'll believe that! - to living and loving the 60's, Studio 54, her 1990's lingerie-inspired pieces (one of which I was wearing!), licensing, and everything in between!
Another gratuitous picture - I literally knocked people out of the way like it was 6am at Target on Black Friday.
I'll take this opportunity now to say that Betsey Johnson looked up into the audience, saw me wearing one of her dresses, and said, to me, "I remember that dress!!".
Posing in the MFA in the glow after the conference.
Then, I went home to rest - I literally needed to take a nap and reflect on my proximity to my fashion idol - before rezhuzhing my make-up for evening and adding a necklace to head to the fashion show!
And....of course, my camera's battery died, but I did manage to snap some shots with my cell phone (what I'm getting at here is - Pardon the poor quality of the photos!) I will say, not having a camera and not trying to take the "perfect" shot was so relaxing and enlightening. I got to sit back and enjoy the show. Which I certainly did. This was easily the best fashion show I have ever seen - the models were having a blast walking the cat walk, dancing, striking goofy poses, the clothing was in-your-face fun, the music was a feminist mix of everything from Nikki Minaj to Peaches to M.I.A., and it was all wrapped up in a pretty little bow when Betsey did one of her trademark cartwheels down the runway.
This pink Fiat is the horse she rode in on, and is being raffled online - you can purchase a raffle ticket here.
Betsey with her lovely assistant, Petra wearing an awesome burnout tunic, which Betsey admitted doesn't represent the things she likes to design, but which sold like hotcakes. Hey, I'd wear it!
Before runway, models stood on cubes in the lounge areas. Each cube was marked with one of the 5 decades Betsey has been wowing Barbies everywhere -- I think this one was 60's?
Model Michelle Smith, who also walked in Emily Muller's show in September, posed after runway in one of her own dresses, which Betsey autographed for her!
Can't wait until Betsey Johnson Day 2012!