Photo Courtesy of Monsieur Jerome
As I looked through Vogue, Elle, Mr.Newton, The Sartorialist, and Jak & Jil, I've always dreamed of going to New York Fashion Week. From looking at street style websites, it seems like everyone is always dress to impress and that people appreciate the minor details that go into anyone's outfit.
That dream turned into a reality.
(topman shirt & pants, topshop coat, tuxedo bow tie, karen walker bunny sunglasses, wool socks,
mr. b's for aldos oxfords, cambridge satchel)
Thankfully I ended up meeting this amazing mother on the M60 bus headed towards 126st (I think) and she guided me towards the N train. From there I was finally standing in the heart of the city, Columbus Circle.
As I started heading on my journey to Lincoln Center, I recognized that people were constantly staring me done. I mean I was only wearing neon, right?
(if you haven't seen my previous post before).
The rest of the day we just hung out and walked around. Let's just say, it was an amazing way to start off my dream trip.