Towson University Student Colleen Kochesfahani is making a name for herself with her fashion blog, jimmychoosonthetreadmill. (The business marketing major says she does not actually wear the high-style stilettos on the exercise machine, but wishes she could.) We will run her column from time to time and have enlisted her for a bit of fashion coverage. Keep your eye on this up and comer! – The Eds.
Without a solid plan for the weekend, Natalie and I hopped on a bus to New York at 5:30am on Saturday morning. We arrived in the city fifteen minutes before the first show of the day began and had a desperate need for caffeine. We ran down the street, duffle bags and a change of shoes in tow, grabbed bagels and coffee, and jumped on the subway. Busy applying a fresh coat of lipstick and sleep deprived, I failed to realize that we were going downtown (rather than uptown) until after several stops.
After a subway and flats-to-heels switch, we walked through the Lincoln Center doors fashionably late at 9:12am.
Geared up with iPhones, headsets, and credentials, we began the jam-packed day with the Lacoste show. Knowing that my Fashion Week was more of a Fashion Weekend, I was happy that Jill Stuart’s show was on Saturday. I had the chance to briefly go backstage to congratulate my former coworkers and to get a sneak peek of the models minutes before they walked.
In a frazzled state, I accidentally left my camera’s memory card in my laptop, so I was limited to my iPhone. Though I’m biased, Jill Stuart’s collection was one of my favorites.
During a quick lunch break, we went to the Vintage Chanel Trunk Show with friends and drooled over the quilted handbags.
We spent the rest of the afternoon watching more beautiful models, fabrics, and designs come down the runway.
Our beloved Empire Hotel was completely booked for the night, so my friend Alicia kindly let us stay at her apartment. We missed the Alexander Wang after-party, but a full night’s sleep was well worth it.
Sunday started with breakfast from Starbucks, eaten while sitting on the steps of the Met à la Blair Waldorf. Along with thousands of other Fashion Week-goers, non-fat, no-whip, sugar-free lattés were followed by the Diane von Furstenberg show.
It’s no surprise that the DVF show drew quite the crowd—everyone from Valentino to Sarah Jessica Parker to the Hilton sisters were in attendance. There was no Mr. Big in sight, but I still envisioned it being Carrie Bradshaw sitting front row.
Drama was brought to Lela Rose as Lauren Conrad sat alongside Mandy Moore, looking as chic as ever.
I was sad to leave after only two days, but at least I can live stream the remaining shows while I sit in Marketing 341.
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