A Day at Madrid Fashion Week
By Mireya Pérez
Last week, I was lucky enough to attend Madrid Fashion Week – the great gateway of Spanish fashion, held twice a year in the metropolis of Madrid.
Fashion shows in Madrid include the presentation of the newest collections from the best designers of the year, and as I arrived at the venue with my friend, we took in every detail around us.
Crowds of people dressed in a variety of high-end brands, second-hand items, or fast fashion gems. Every single guest was wearing their best fit. There were plenty of photographers and news reporters ready to get the best shot, interviewing people and asking about their attire. We walked around visiting the stands – from Vogue, L’Oreal, and many other brands – and took pictures at every photo ops to post on Instagram later.
In the afternoon we got in line for one of the most anticipated shows of the week: Teresa Helbig.
The Spanish designer’s latest collection was inspired by the fusion of two cultures. “On the one hand, the English and their very eccentric British style in which we mix everything without the fear of what they would think,” said Helbig “And on the other, an oriental nod to China and its passion for tradition and things well done.”
Once we finally made it into Helbig’s show, there were little to no seats left, influencers and big fashion personalities occupying the first row.
Under a premise of fusing styles, the lights went down and the stage lit up, accompanied by an upbeat rhythm to which models aligned their steps.
Warm yellow lighting illuminated the catwalk and a sober red carpet with a black background. The collection itself included embroidered velvet, leather, silky wool; aligned in plaids, stripes and mixing textures. As for the color palette, it consisted of warm colors, varying from black, gold or silver, to reddish or brown.
The runway closed with a wedding dress, a final model walk, and Helbig herself giving thanks and goodbyes welcomed by a round of applause. Outside, once again, the cameras were ready to catch a glimpse of the lucky ones attending the show.
There was one show left for the day, but with sore feet and arms carrying stacks of February issue magazines, we went home soon after 6 pm. It was an experience like no other.