Fashion Shows and Walking Woes

Well. Thursday night was Fashion's Night Out. For those of you who don't know what that is I will explain. It is a night where stores give you an excuse to shop by staying open later than usual. It's great. There are sales and makeovers and people to style you. I got to walk around Macy's and see a ridiculous amount of people. But when aren't there a crazy amount of people around you in New York?

Even at ten at night, people were still going strong and shopping til they dropped. Literally. I saw many people sitting on the benching on the shoe floor resting before getting up to shop some more. The funniest part of FNO was Famous Footwear. Yes, famous footwear. There was a DJ outside of the store. Playing mad beats loud enough that I could still hear it when we got back to our room. Who knew that Famous Footwear of all places would be jamming til the sun came up. Not me.

Moving on to the most important part of the day. Lincoln Center. I got to go to a fashion show. A real one. In the Mercedes-Benz tents. I wasn't quite sure what to expect when I walked inside, but it was better than anything I could have come up with. There were Mercedes sitting inside the lobby as well as a place where you could get your hair done and free Pepsi. I felt like a star and I was just there for a student runway show. With a standing ticket no less. It was all very exciting. And the people watching was phenomenal. A girl wearing an outfit made up of the weirdest prints imaginable. A woman wearing a giant wig. And far too many men wearing more make up than me.

After finally getting into the "Studio" where the show was being held. I was standing and waiting when all of a sudden, one of the workers asks if I would like to sit down. "Why yes. I would love to." And with that I got a prime seat. In the second row. I was so close that I could feel the breeze as they rolled up the plastic that was protecting the runway. But alas, it wasn't meant to be. A hot second before the show started the man who's seat I was in walked in the door. So I got pushed back to the fourth row. Still pretty good, but not second row good.

Needless to say. Sitting in the audience and getting to see the garments walk down the runway was great. If it was an Elie Saab or Oscar de la Renta runway show I would have died and gone to heaven. Let's just say that I'm going to be hanging around Lincoln Center for a good part of this next week just to see who I can catch a glimpse of.

On a side note. Walking around in New York City is ridiculous. My blisters have blisters. And it doesn't help that I keep getting to run errands for my internship. Sure, I get to go to Bergdorf Goodman and Saks, but still. Couldn't places be closer? Or couldn't my shoes be more comfortable? If you have any suggestions for cute shoes that are good for walking around the city, let me know. Cause all of mine hurt my feet after I wear them for one of my walks around the city. Here's a piece of advice. If you live in NYC, invest in a subway pass and a better pair of shoes than mine.

Adios.

Kim.