Outfit shots by Dylana
Amber Sakai ruffle skirt, Double Zero cape blouse, Schutz boots, UO jacket
What can I say? I love these girls!
After a minimal day of shows, Natalile, Dylana & I lounged and enjoyed the visual stylings of the Von Vonni Spring gown collection at the astoundingly beautiful Norwood Club in Chelsea. The next couple of days are going to be a bit more insane, so the wine-sipping and taking in the scene was totally necessary.
Noting on the importance of the 10-year anniversary of the 9/11 attacks, I was going to write a more sombre post reflecting on the city and what it means to be a New Yorker; however I realized that out of everything, it was too difficult to look past the joy and laughter that has filled these past couple of days. Everyone got an extra hug, everyone remembered, and carried our collective memories of that day, making the rituals of heading to the shows all that much more meaningful in that they exist even after something so monstrously horrific occurred just moments away from the tents.
I was 9 when the attacks happened, and at that moment, there was New York before 9/11, and after 9/11. 10 years later, as a New Yorker, I take so much pride in this city and what we, not only as a city but as a nation, are able to achieve beautiful things despite heartache and loss. I am so proud to be even considered to participate a little bit in this industry and just be able to witness a community of artisans of all sorts.
We keep the memory of everyone lost alive by continuing to take note in the joy that is out there to be had. I am so grateful for every experience I have gotten, and I am even more grateful to share it with you.
After a minimal day of shows, Natalile, Dylana & I lounged and enjoyed the visual stylings of the Von Vonni Spring gown collection at the astoundingly beautiful Norwood Club in Chelsea. The next couple of days are going to be a bit more insane, so the wine-sipping and taking in the scene was totally necessary.
Noting on the importance of the 10-year anniversary of the 9/11 attacks, I was going to write a more sombre post reflecting on the city and what it means to be a New Yorker; however I realized that out of everything, it was too difficult to look past the joy and laughter that has filled these past couple of days. Everyone got an extra hug, everyone remembered, and carried our collective memories of that day, making the rituals of heading to the shows all that much more meaningful in that they exist even after something so monstrously horrific occurred just moments away from the tents.
I was 9 when the attacks happened, and at that moment, there was New York before 9/11, and after 9/11. 10 years later, as a New Yorker, I take so much pride in this city and what we, not only as a city but as a nation, are able to achieve beautiful things despite heartache and loss. I am so proud to be even considered to participate a little bit in this industry and just be able to witness a community of artisans of all sorts.
We keep the memory of everyone lost alive by continuing to take note in the joy that is out there to be had. I am so grateful for every experience I have gotten, and I am even more grateful to share it with you.
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