On The Scene: Sao Paulo, Part 2

February 09, 2007

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After being exposed to a marathon of fashion shows and different takes on fall for over a week, it was hard to wake up on Saturday morning and head to Ibirapuera Park in Sao Paulo for more.

Luckily the only show I needed to attend was the cabaret performance put on by designers Dudu Bertholini and Rita Comparato for their buzzworthy womenswear label Neon, and that was at 6pm. I had the day to try to recover from all the parties and fashions, to stop by Osklen to do some shopping, and to consume as much caffeine as possible to keep my brain functioning. Because I am assuming most readers from this site are men, I am skipping any comments about the sequined swimsuit extravaganza created for Neon to the sound of "Unchain My Heart" (and the fact that I got to interview entertainer Bianca Exotica for Fashion TV after the show, which was the highlight of my day).

The only menswear presentation on Saturday was for streetwear label Vide Bula, which managed to terrify me with printed skeletons on leggings and shirts mixed with vinyl jackets in acid colors, leopard print, and animal masks on the male models. If I could have left in the middle of the show, I certainly would have.

Keeping up with my party boy image, at night I headed to Sao Paulo's biggest gay club, The Week. I though it would be a good change of scenery after all the fashion parties, and an excuse to visit the new VIP room the club had just unveiled. Needles to say, I ended up partying with all the hair and make up people I had bumped into backstage throughout the week.

Sunday was a big day in terms of men's collections in Sao Paulo, so I was glad I did not consume any alcohol the night before. The dressing rooms at the Biennial building at Ibirapuera were packed with the hottest male models in the country; all there to walk the runways for Caio Gobbi, Mario Queiroz, and Cavalera.

Caio Gobbi has a large gay following and his first row proved so: the boys attending seemed to have come straight from The Week, without stopping home to change, to celebrate the designer's return to the event. I got to spend some time backstage and meet the new models, which was in a way a lot more interesting than the Arab-infused (and all over the place) collection. If it were not for the pretty boys sitting in the audience the show would have been a real flop.

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