Any girl that’s into fashion dreams of one day going to fashion week. My dream became a reality this year when I met my best friend in NYC for her birthday and we took in some shows. What a neat experience to get to witness the pieces before they even make it into stores. It was my first trip away from the girls and it was definitely bitter sweet. Bitter because of the obvious and sweet because I got to spend some quality time with Ashley. There is never a dull moment and we ALWAYS have a good time.
All the time, effort, blood, sweat and tears that goes into a collection and then to debut it must be so nerve wracking. All I can think about is that scene in The Devil Wears Prada where “Miranda” pursed her lips and the designer had to start all over with his designs!
We were lucky enough to sit front row at one of these shows and truly see the craftsmanship that goes into every piece. I was literally in a trance. What an amazing experience and one that I hope I get the chance to do again. Hopefully next time I’ll be next to Ann Wintour! Ha! In my dreams!