Fashion week is here, which means that I get to feel way more special than I really have any reason to, thanks to having wound up on a couple of press lists that (given that I’m a food editor) I have absolutely no business being on. So Saturday I get to head to the tents (omg die) and here and there for the next week I get to go to parties where I am definitively the shortest, fattest person in the room. Definitely the person with the cheapest handbag. Almost certainly the person in the least-cool jacket, especially when this gal is around rocking her Marjan Pejoski spiderweb.
To clarify: this was taken at breakfast. At, like, 9:30 a.m. This lady is a winner. (And who is Marjan Pejoski? GASP. He is only the dude who designed Bjork’s swan dress! How could you not know that? I’m so embarrassed for you.)
this is awesome.
my spidey sense is tingling.