In an effort to prevent a 'don't' picture winding up on the back page of a sub-par fashion magazine, I will refrain from wearing my pajamas in public this week. Nobody is exactly following me around with a camera (are you as surprised as I am?) but there are a plethora of 'street style photographers' (read: out of work 20 somethings with an iPhone) swarming, SWARMING our fair streets right now.
FASHION WEEK IS UPON US.
Am I in a better mood in February and September? Do my cheeks flush and my skin glow?
Is it because I started slathering my face with avocado oil?
Probably, but have I mentioned I love Fashion Week?
PS. Iris needs a Jemma Wynne bangle to complete that wrist game. Just sayin'
I need this watch to tie in all of my new turquoise Jemma Wynne ish. I also need the stainless steel part of the band to go away. Insert shameless Jemma Wynne plug here. Also, insert money into my bank account for watch noted below.
Is it Spring yet? Because this bitch looks super happy to be showing off her Kenzo sweatshirt, whilst mine is hidden underneath a down coat because it's -76 degrees kelvin. First world problems.
