Adventures at New York Fashion Week

I’ve been MIA on the blog lately because I had the most amazing opportunity to attend an actual fashion show during New York fashion week, which has been a dream of mine for a very long time. The trip went a little something like this:*

*With Twitter hashtags for added emphasis and brevity.

Official invite to the BCBGMAXAZRIA Fall 2013 fashion show arrives in my email inbox. Do a little happy dance. Excitedly explain the situation to Clinton. Clinton stares back blankly.

Look up the weather forecast for New York City. Panic. 30 degree highs and chance of snow. Run to the mall. Pick up a coat, gloves and tights. Realize I don’t have boots. Convince myself loafers will be fine. #InForASurprise

Arrive in New York. 30 degrees! Brr!

Wake up bright and early (#JetlagsABitch). Get dressed for the weather, but not for a fashion show (#OutfitFail). Meet Wendy outside Lincoln Center and head inside. End up backstage. End up front row. #FillingEmptySeat #WhosThatGirlNextToGlamoraiSaidEveryoneEverywhere


How frightening does the photographer’s pit look?


Feeling overwhelmed. Feeling emotional. Feeling grateful.



Meet up with Jen and go to Ladurée. Go to Henri Bendel. Bump into someone who has been waiting for me since I first saw her in September. Take her home. #ItsASign #ThingsITellMyself

Receive a slew of concerned text messages from friends and family. A blizzard is coming…tomorrow. #WTF #InForAnotherSurprise

Next day. Head to Kate Spade presentation. Starting to snow. Decide against taking a cab. Take the subway and walk. Umbrella flips inside out. Almost get blown away. #WereNotInSanDiegoAnymoreToto

Take photo with Brad Goreski.


Blizzard rolls in. Only have loafers. #ShoeFail

First time ever seeing it snow. Freak out. Stare out the window in awe.

There was a bit more to the story that included several rounds of travel cancelations due to the storm, getting stuck on a bus for 7 hours after multiple road accidents, and a brief stop in Boston, but what else would a person expect from a blizzard, right?

Fashion week, a blizzard, and a pair of possibly ruined loafers later, I’m back home in snow-free Southern California. A huge thank you goes to Wendy & MM for being my travel buddies and fashion week tour guides. Thank you to Jen and Wendy for being such wonderful shopping enablers. Thank you to Jean and Nick for the hospitality & rain boots. =)

And last but not least, thank you to everyone who has read Alterations Needed, now and over the last few years. If not for this blog and the support of it’s readers, there are several opportunities that have been afforded to me, the pinnacle of which has been this trip, that never would have happened. The opportunity to go from being a fan-girl taking photos outside the shows, to sitting front row, is a dream come true. Without all of you, that never would have happened. Thank you, thank you, thank you!

A few more photos from the trip can be found on Instagram.


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