By Katrice
Like every woman who loves fashion, I've dreamt of being in New York City for Fashion Week since I was a girl. Of course, the dream includes seats, front and center, at all the top designers' shows. In reality, however, being in the wings — soaking up the sights and sounds from the streets to the runway was more than enough for me.
My plans revolved around where to go for Fashion's Night Out, catching up with friends, good food and seeing a few of the sights ... something I've not taken the time to do in the past. Four days to wander, a Starbucks every couple of block — New York did not disappoint.
First up, Fashion's Night Out. For weeks ahead, I checked the ever-growing list of events happening all over the city to determine where I'd go. So much to choose from. It was a wonderful quandary. While my plans were to galavant from one part of the city to the next, a strained knee hampered them just a bit. Finally at the center of FNO and unable to wear heels. A story for another day. I took my time and strolled from Penn Station to Saks Fifth Avenue, where each floor would feature an array of attractions. From 34th and 7th to 5th Avenue, the occasion was obvious — fashion all around. Everything I'd imagined.
Like every woman who loves fashion, I've dreamt of being in New York City for Fashion Week since I was a girl. Of course, the dream includes seats, front and center, at all the top designers' shows. In reality, however, being in the wings — soaking up the sights and sounds from the streets to the runway was more than enough for me.
My plans revolved around where to go for Fashion's Night Out, catching up with friends, good food and seeing a few of the sights ... something I've not taken the time to do in the past. Four days to wander, a Starbucks every couple of block — New York did not disappoint.
First up, Fashion's Night Out. For weeks ahead, I checked the ever-growing list of events happening all over the city to determine where I'd go. So much to choose from. It was a wonderful quandary. While my plans were to galavant from one part of the city to the next, a strained knee hampered them just a bit. Finally at the center of FNO and unable to wear heels. A story for another day. I took my time and strolled from Penn Station to Saks Fifth Avenue, where each floor would feature an array of attractions. From 34th and 7th to 5th Avenue, the occasion was obvious — fashion all around. Everything I'd imagined.
Taking an instagram pic with my Droid Incredible to print on the Instaprint
Ian Sklarsky doing sketch portraits
Yves Saint Laurent
As much I was anticipating the fashion, I was also very much anticipating the little things. I ate enough chicken kabobs from food trucks to last me the rest of the year. And I spent an afternoon between Starbucks and Central Park catching up with friend Tasha.
Tasha
If it's worth a picture, it's worth a donation
And finally the main thing: Tibi Spring/Summer '13. I literally wore flats for three days so that I could wear heels to the show my last night in town.
I located my seat but stood with other photographers for a better view of the models.
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