After 7 straight days of shows, presentations, meetings and parties (which happen to be all over NYC), I’m more than ready to sit still for a few minutes (preferably without shoes on) and get back to my real life in Chicago. Not like I didn’t have fun (because the bags under my eyes prove that I did) but there’s only so much a girl can take…but because I’m not fashion WEAK, it’s all worth it in the end.
Yes, fashion week is still happening. The blisters on my feet are fresh, the bags under my eyes are darker than ever but hey, I’m still moving. Yesterday was fun because in the midst of all this Fall madness, I got to have a little Spring moment…and no, I’m not talking about the SS13 crowd print dress I got at the Proenza store yesterday (I could’t help myself).
Between meetings and shows, yesterday was one of those days where I was in a different neighborhood every hour. It was fun, but when time is of the essence it’s also a little nerve-wrecking. Not going to lie, I was kind of proud I made it to everything I was supposed to…and on time. Snaps for me. Okay anyway, first show of the day was at Milk Studios…
Every fashion week I get one “break day” where I only have a few shows…and I dedicate the rest of the day to Opening Ceremony (I realize I do have my priorities straight). Yesterday was one of those days and it felt damn good.
Yesterday was one of those glorious days where my shows didn’t start until the afternoon, which means I could sleep in…or I could get work done and go to Bergdorfs. Option 2 happened. Highlights of the day: I wore a sequin sweatsuit, got a sick pair of Charlotte Olympia flats, and hung out with my girl Miss Ladyfinger. Then onto my first show…
