We have a love/hate relationship with fashion month just as much as the next person, but really what we find to be most important is knowing where to eat, drink, and stay around the shows and events. This year, we thought we’d get a different perspective, and hit up our friends over at a favorite travel site of ours – Fathom – to pick their favorite spots to frequent in New York, Milan, Paris and London. So whether you’re an editor or model on a month-long jet set, or just an innocent bystander finding yourself in one of these cities during fashion week, here’s how to survive…
“What with the catwalk queues, dinner party hobnobbing, and street-style photographer’s cross-fire flash, it can be hard to carve out a moment for yourself during Fashion Week. While you prep (and pack!) for a month of non-stop fashion, the travel editors at Fathom put together a list of places to retreat to between shows in New York, London, Milan and Paris.”
Sadelle’s: Kickstart your day with a gorgeous tower of shiny bagels, smoked fish and decadent schmears at NYC’s newest, and most posh, bagel bakery. Note the impeccably dressed counter employees in crisp white coats and paper caps.
By Chloe: For a quick bite between presentations, swing by vegan cookbook author Chloe Coscarelli’s first plant-based cafe. Instead of eating on the run, settle into a swinging wicker cocoon chair with a kale caesar salad, quinoa tacos, or a cold-pressed juice.
The Whitney: For an hour of solitude between presentations, settle into one of the colorful seats that make up Mary Heilmann: Sunset, a site-specific installation in the museum’s largest outdoor gallery.
Lupulo: Inspired by the famed cervejarias, or breweries of Lisbon, Lupolo is currently the coolest restaurant in Midtown. Dining solo? Grab a seat at the U-shaped bar.
Baccarat: If you have some Midtown business to attend to, might we suggest an opulent nook at the brand new, crystal-laden riff on a Parisian hôtel particulier. Just in time for Fashion Week, the hotel launched the house car, a 1970’s Citroen named Louis, to shepherd guests to shows (on a reservation basis).
Charlotte Street Hotel: A genteel perch in the center of Soho, full of bright colors, plush and playful furnishings, and a fantastic array of patterns and textures. Oscar, the hotel’s bustling bar and brasseries, is always good for a pick-me-up or a decadent afternoon tea.
Bob Bob Ricard: Upstairs is an impossibly grand restaurant sumptuously decorated to evoke bygone train travel. The menu is classic Russian and English cuisine, and every booth has its own personal Champagne call button — enough said.
Roka: The sceney sushi and robata restaurant in Soho, an offshoot of perennial favorite Zuma, is one of London’s best Japanese restaurants. It’s a little clubby and a little noisy, but the food is great. If you’re in a real party mood, take your action to Shochu Lounge in the basement.
Palazzo Parigi Hotel & Gran Spa: The fashion district’s newest boutique hotel has an old-school cocktail bar serving excellent vintage drinks and a restaurant that is all about traditional Milanese dishes.
Bulgari Hotel: Opened in 2004 in an 18th-century palazzo, the sleek and stylish hotel is an excellent place for post-show aperitivi and people watching. If you can score an outdoor table, it’s worth every euro.
Café Kitsuné: Fuel your Fashion Week frenzy with matcha lattes, juices from Bob’s Juice Bar, and Noglu gluten-free pastries at the intimate stand-up coffee bar in the gardens of Palais Royal.
Kunitoraya: A perfectly preserved turn-of-the-century French brasserie serving piping hot bowls of Japanese udon. Tables are packed with notables of the fashion, music, and media sets.
Deyrolle: Unless you’re in the market for a full-size zebra or artfully executed mongoose tableau, treat this legendary taxidermy shop as you would a lush, inspirational museum sanctuary between shows.
Le Fumoir: Centrally located, and where the clink of glasses is continuous and buzzy business chatter fills the room the moment the sun goes down. Cap off a day of bias cuts and high-heeled shoes with a stiff martini and salty bar peanuts.
Caviar Kaspia: A clubhouse for Russian aristocracy in the Twenties, and now a modern favorite of the fashionable set. It’s easy to imagine the legendary members of the Ballet Russe troubling waiters with more chi chi requests, but an order of a baked potato with caviar is certainly on point.