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I spent Fashion Week Day 5 hanging out with Audrey, event hopping around the West Side. We accidentally dressed to match each other. Tis the season for orange things, florals, and black cut out heels.We went to an event for Daily Candy on top of the Empire Hotel. It was amazing up there! I loved the giant sign! We were accosted by a very tan man who told us he does all the spray tanning for the Vicoria's Secret fashion show, which sounds like every non-gay man's dream job. He tried to convince me to get a spray tan. Can you imagine? I feel like all my power would diminish! 

We also stopped by Lincoln Center which was right across the street. A Japanese blog made me hold a sign for a photo. They told me it said "Fashion Week" but I secretly think it says "I'm a big dumb fashion lametard". Or something to that effect at least...

I was spotted a couple times later at the GenArt show that Audrey invited me to. Here I am looking dazed on Elle Canada. Here I am looking bright and bushy on Fashion Indie.

Thanks again to Audrey and Erica for more than half the photos in this post! See more here.

Hat and bag are handmade. Suit is SENA. Top, gloves, and earrings are vintage. Shoes are Nine West. 

This was my "Casual Friday" look for day three of NYFW. A little '30s, a little modern, a little pajama-ish. I wore heels because a lady can never let herself get too comfy. At least if she still wishes to be called a lady. Me and Audrey spent half the day trying to meet up and I ended up at Leila Shams without her where I was escorted to the VIP section and seated next to a celeb that I cannot for the life of me seem to place. Why was I seated there? Was it because I was well dressed? Because I had a camera? Because I'm way super cool? I don't know but maybe I'll put bets on the first guess considering the audience was at least 60% tan things wedged into solid colored mini dresses with crusty mascara. Not that I have a problem with crusty mascara. The thing is, I think they do have a problem with it which is maybe the root of my qualm with them.

Er... anyway, the Leila Shams show was pretty and I jumped in a cab right after to go play press backstage at Rag & Bone. I included a picture of me above peeking into a mirror in the chaotic backstage area where Guido's team was busy working on hair. They style mine for Lanvin and it was nice to see them again. 

I stopped in a cafe on the way to the show and ate the quickest salad of my life. I ate it like a duck– I'm not sure I chewed anything! A group of italian tourists refused to offer me a seat at their counter but they did interrupt me to take photos of me between salad gulps. Maybe I should start charging for photos...

Finally met up with Audrey and Erica at Houghton which was presented outside. I wanted nearly everything that came down the runway– modern lace suits in black and white. Anything is better than those awful neon orange and yellow lace dresses every one has been wearing all summer but regardless the Houghton show was my favorite of the day and besides, they gave us free M&M's packaged in pill bottles so we can gorge on chocolate while looking like emaciated pill poppers. I don't know about you but I'm going to start eating all my meals from pill bottles just to piss people off.

Check out Audrey's post about this day for more photos. Stole the last couple in this post from her.

Hat and heels are vintage. Top is Its Mark Mitchell. Pants are SENA NYC. Bag is Bally.