Yesterday was crazy. I went to my school’s graduate fashion show, which was the best one yet. I got to see some guy from Project Runway, whose name I can’t remember, and Miss J from ANTM. I will do a separate post for that show, so I can actually review each graduate designer. This was the first time that I actually liked each collection.
The best part was doing Fashions Night Out. After leaving Lincoln Center, I took two trains to the famous 5th Avenue and took pictures of all the live models and craziness happening in the store windows. Gant and Louis Vuitton were my favs because Gant had naked lacrosse players posing and taking showers in the windows and Louis Vuitton had people in brown LV aprons doing synchronized dancing down the steps and dancing in the store windows. One of the dancers in the window even licked a Speedy bag. ??!?!?!?
Then I walked towards Barneys so I could see what was going on in there. After waiting a good ten-fifteen minutes for Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen, who I was told via Twitter that they didn’t come until 30 mins later, I left. The line was too long. It only moved because people kept walking out of the line ahead of me. It was madness in that store.
As soon as I walked out of Barneys, I saw the Kitsune pop-up shop in what looked like an ice cream truck. That is actually what I thought it was originally. As I was taking pictures of the pop-up shop, I saw celebrity stylist June Ambrose.. I tried to be quick enough to take her picture, but she spotted me. Danggit! She was wearing a black turban, black platform pumps, and the most amazing leopard jumpsuit you ever did see. Crazysaucedotcom!
More madness ensued when I visited my friends at a restaurant near by. I won’t name names, but the service at the restaurant,whose name means day in Spanish, was less than stellar. My cheese was gritty, but the DJ was great and the ice water, that I so desperately needed, was ice cold.
Afterwards, half of our party departed, while Najee and my new friend Joe took the train to the Bowery. When we got off the train, we saw Dee from Dee and Ricky. We were going to go to Marc Jacobs, but we went to the DJ Cazwell and Amanda Lepore’s party at Patricia Field’s store instead. Then we walked to the Lower East Side to meet Najee’s friend, who was inside some bar/club? place. It was really fun just mucking around downtown.
I would like to say that the fun was over after that, but it wasn’t. We took the train to Times Square because my gentlemanly escorts’ hotel was there and then I took this crazy cab back up to Harlem. I know NYC cabs are crazy redic, but my cabbie almost HIT a guy. I’m just glad I got home safe and sound around 2 am.
*Some of these pictures are blurry because I took some with my DSLR and some with my Blackberry.