This past Thursday, September 10th I just happen to be in the right place at the right time: New York City! I was co-hosting my sister’s babies (yes plural!) shower in the Upper East Side with my mother. Coming all the way from sunny San Diego, it was a great place to be during one of the first official days of autumn and the first day of Fashion Week.
If you haven’t been to New York, you have to go. If you haven’t been to New York during autumn, it’s a must see. And if you love fashion with the hype of the runway, models, and parties, you’ll DIE to be there during Fashion Week! It’s bananas! (So, maybe I’ve been watching a bit too much of “The Rachel Zoe Project.”)
I love fashion, fall, and New York. It was a trifecta of perfection.
This year, they kicked off New York Fashion Week with something called Fashion’s Night Out. I think this is the first year they’ve done this, and as far as I understand it, the point is to try to encourage overall sales while supporting the fashion industry. (Go ahead and just try to get Puffy away from that one.) After last year’s slimmed-down show—and some cancellations—this year was more of a ‘we can do it’ attitude. The Night Out’s tag line was “Global Celebration of Fashion.” Now, that’s something my bubble butt can get behind!
For locals, Fashion’s Night Out pretty much meant free yoga or massage stations around town, and tons of tall ‘n skinny girls walking around waiting to be noticed. As a visitor, I didn’t get to participate much in any formal way, but I did get to see the unofficial New York runway show. Walking up the streets of Midtown during lunchtime is anything but boring. With suitcase in tow, I walked from Grand Central Station to my brother-in-law’s work on Lexington Ave. It was as close to seeing a runway as I’m going to get!
I weaved in and out of traffic wearing my striped Aude Maya Thermal in anchor, hand-me-down Theory capris, and worn Rainbow thongs (I’m a California girl, after all). Apparently, I picked the perfect outfit; the official colors of Fashion’s Night Out were black and white (signs and t-shirts galore). With ankle work boots, jewel-toned dresses, nude stilettos, big leather bags, and black leggings walking the streets, it was a celebration of fashion right on the streets of New York.
It was fun to be in THE city for THE fashion event of the year! All I needed was Sarah Jessica Parker to hail a taxi nearby and it would have been fashion nirvana.