May 15, 2013 —
It happens to the best of us. My mother was a stickler regarding good manners and raised me with a keen awareness of the social graces, including her zero-tolerance policy for tardiness. This mindset has served me well over the years, but periodically, things happen that are simply beyond our control and the past week has illustrated the point nicely. The fact that Mother’s Day fell squarely in the middle of it all did not escape me, but I was forced to accept the irony and let the chips fall where they might.
With so many opportunities to explore in the world of arts and entertainment in the Upper Delaware Valley, I often find myself seeking a new experience, so I jumped at the chance to check out a fashion show in Jeffersonville, NY last Friday—something that I had never done. I’m hardly a “fashionista” and know little about clothing, other than what I see on television shows like Project Runway. Aside from that, the shop that was presenting the evening (www.facebook.com/TheClothesLineNY) caters to women (another subject that often escapes me), so my interest was piqued even more. Knowing nothing about a particular subject is often liberating, so I did a quick check about the shop online, and learned that proprietor Danielle Hilson “opened The Clothesline in April 2010, fulfilling a lifelong dream. Born in France and raised in the U.S., Danielle has always had a love of clothes and shopping.”
Because I’m having issues with my truck, and not wishing to be late, (fashionably or otherwise) I accepted the offer of a ride from my fashion-forward gal pal, Tamara, and we sauntered in ahead of schedule, which gave me an opportunity to meet some of the lovely models and schmooze with Hilson, who was finishing a final run-through before the public flooded in, anxious to get a sneak peek at the new lines being presented. I learned that Hilson had just returned from India and that the ladies would be showcasing the dreamy creations she picked up there, along with casual wear, work clothes and evening attire. Suitably titled “Spring into Summer,” the show went off without a hitch, and I enjoyed snapping photos on the makeshift runway and watching the ladies strut their stuff. “The color of the season is orange,” Hilson declared, while describing the outfits, sharing her expertise of all things trendy, while I snapped away, feeling every inch a paparazzo.