Runway Madness

My company recently put one one of their runway shows for Fashion week. It was a totally amazing experience. At my previous companies, we've had shows... but I've either been backstage or not invited. So it was super-thrilling to be there with the editors and bloggers I so adore.

Like, Fashion Toast! Love her... Everyone was swarming around her. She's so inspiring.



The line for my company's show...

Final walk...can you spot The Bobbed One?


And of course, the most thrilling of all: Anna Wintour. I've seen her before (once, when I first moved here and I was walking alone on a cool night in the West Village and she walked right by me. Alone. It was surreal). Again, I saw her walk through the Vogue offices when I worked in PR. And of course, last year at Fashion's Night Out she walked into Prada in SoHo right after me. I've seen her at shows, and I've been to shows, but this is the first time I've been to a show that she's attended. It was one of those small I've-made-it moments... a little reassurance that I am, in fact, moving up.

Another of those moments happened at Fashion's Night Out. Aries aptly called it "a fashion dream realized" and I couldn't put it better myself.

*scorpio*