I was still feeling on the edge when I got to my room. A box of sugar cookies in colorful fashion shapes along with a cute note from the hotel greeted my arrival. I ate a stiletto. I felt a little better. I noticed warm light cascading into the room from the corner corner window. I walked over and looked out into an across the street view of The Lincoln Center which was lit up and glowing with excitement. The Style Awards had just ended. A single file line of the best dressed celebrities and fashion designers were making their way into awaiting limos. I think I saw Kate Upton or someone just as generously proportioned. All of a sudden, the rush of sugar and the realization that I was at New York Fashion Week slapped me in the face. I got excited.
Yes, it's going to be a crazy week. Yes, I may not get to eat everyday. And yes, there may be a few sweaty moments. But I get to witness fashion as it happens! I snapped out of my sulky mood, ate a satchel, and went to bed in giddy anticipation of fashion week.
The next day, I wore a boxy Marissa Webb top, Carven skirt (both from Elizabeth Charles) and Reiss briefcase to the BCBG and Tadashi Shoji shows. Fashion week had begun.
skirt {Carven from Elizabeth Charles}
shoes {Chloe}
briefcase {Reiss}
sunnies {TOMS}
necklace {Juicy Couture}
cuff {Luv AJ}
watch {BCBG | similar}
{live fabulously}