Day three was a light one. I only went to one show, a Chinese designer Taoray Wang, whom I’d never heard of before – which I like.
The show as a whole was an interesting experience for me. Weeks back I actually met Susan Shin who’s PR agency was putting it on. We were at a dinner with mutual friends and got to talking. Fast forward to fashion week and there I am sitting in prime runway real estate, next to … I’ll use the term celebrities here … though I had no idea who they were. They had statement sunnies and body guards and the press were falling over them. Guaranteed I’m photo bombing half those shots like a deer in the headlights, with my three-day old hair and track pants from last season.
Anywho… thoughts on the clothing (cause that’s what we’re all there for right?!??) Half of it I was into. The other half had bows. The belts were a highlight for me. Actually, do we call these belts? Waists cinchers? Whatever they are, I want one.
After the show I went home, laid on my couch and ordered Poke rice paper rolls, because I’m over poke bowls, and you know … my horizons are broad.