Hopped from the Charlotte Ronson afterparty to pick up Bryan (fully committed to leapard print Givenchy) at the Soho Grand and then over to the Wang festivities ie. carnival in a parking lot teeming with every sort of beautiful person imaginable. Got to catch up with Andrew, Kristin, Amy, Mark, Marie, and Esteban Cortazar, make the most of my brief time with these beautiful shoes, and play in the inflatable castle, merry-go-round (which kept going even after someone managed to crack some planks on it mid-ride), and bumper cars. I can honestly say that there was nothing missing from that night….I really don’t know how he’s going to outdo himself next time around but I’m kind of sure he will.
My favorite details at BCBG – filmy white silk, lace print dresses, raw mesh hems, that nude jumpsuit, and the inspiration to inject a shot of hot orange into my closet.
Farewell New York! Ended up spending 10 days there, 4 in Auckland for New Zealand Fashion Week, and then back to the city for the weekend. Made it back to California tonight, marking a return to normalcy and shoe options and eating raspberries standing up in the kitchen and my mechanical toothbrush and a lingering summer and some sort of quiet until Andrew comes into town tomorrow to DJ in La Jolla.
This scarf has been acting as an in-flight security blanket and outfit fix-all of sorts for the past month. It’s the thinnest material but spans about ten square feet when laid out, which makes for awkward folding but awesome volume. Wore this when running over to BCBG to pay Patrick and Pearl a visit and pick out a dress for the Hervé Léger show a few days ago. Currently stationed at the Starbucks at LAX, eating fries, spacing out at random people, and going through photos before heading to New Zealand for NZFW. Particularly excited to see twentysevennames and my friends at Stolen Girlfriends Club…see you guys in 6500 miles..