NYFW is what you’d typically expect of The Big Apple. It’s a jam-packed opener to the month and serves as the host to showings from the glossy all-American designers like Ralph Lauren, Michael Kors, DVF, Carolina Herrera, Oscar de la Renta and Tommy Hilfiger.

It’s a slick production of catwalks, mega celebrity front rows (and shows – we all saw Savage x Fenty’s star-studded runway debut) and the clothes iterate the fast-paced ‘I don’t have time for you’ New York lifestyle we’ve come to know and slightly lust after in films like The Devil Wears Prada.

The street style is vast in in terms of show-goers but not entirely varied in terms of aesthetics. New Yorkers like a more polished look and when in Rome, so do the attendees from further afield. Heels, pencils skirts, crisp white shirts are the order of the day; even the PRs manning the shows have scraped back hair and wear all black (remember Kelly Cutrone from The Hills? It’s real).

In previous years, New York’s cool factor has been maintained by a wave of younger, less established New York designers that have been making NYFW cool over the past decade like Rodarte, Proenza Schouler, The Row (the Olsen twins’ brand), Rosie Assouline and Alexander Wang. But now more of these of-the-moment youthful guard are opting to show in alternative cities – and the important of NYFW beyond the big designers hangs in the balance.

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