Diary of a Non-Fashionista at Fashion Week part 2

I have never seen anything like it.  This was beyond anything on TV.  It was a true ass-over-teakettle flying disaster of a wipe-out.  And it wasn’t just any runway show, it was Jay Manuel’s.  And it wasn’t just any model, it was superstar Yasmin Warsame.  Thank goodness Nole Marin was there to pick up the physical pieces of a supermodel’s shattered…image.  And thank goodness for the dry ice machines in overdrive who kicked out a 4 foot wall of fog to mar any of the photographers getting a good shot of it. 

Needless to say the evening was off with a bang…

But by then, I’d already interviewed Stacey McKenzie, laughed at Shawn Hewson’s dance moves and got our school through its lice check day. 

Yup, that’s how a working mama rocks it.

Because honestly?  I’m exhausted.  After staying up late processing and sending off images from last night’s shows, I dragged myself out of bed to make breakfast and pack lunches before attacking the dreaded lice day.  Three cheers for the Lice Squad who really do make things soooo easy.

I must admit, I did sneak a nap in, which my body was grateful for, but which I think screwed
up my clock.  After washing off the lice, there was only time for a quick prim before making dinner.  I’m still not a fashionista, but I was doing considerably better than yesterday.  And that’s when I realised my timing was off.  A quick check on the twitter feed made me realise I show I was supposed to hit was starting in 10 minutes.  There was no way I could make it.  So I called in a sub and went back to scrubbing counter tops trying to figure out how I messed that up.

No matter, tonight was really about Jay’s show anyway.  I staked out a good spot in the photography pit, and waited for the magic to begin.

And waited.

And waited.

And while I waited, I realised that this was the first night in almost 2 weeks that I’ve walked in the door and not gotten a goody bag.  I was very tempted to steal Jeanne Beker’s…

I didn’t.

But I did photograph a pretty cool show, fall notwithstanding, full of accessible, wearable clothes.  And I was given a big jug of dark wash laundry soap on my way out.