Alas, I'm STILL stuck at the Pakistani Internet Cafe, but I've loaded my pictures onto an external hardrive and will schedule as many posts as I can in 32 minutes and 41 seconds.
Fashion Week was a scream. Although I looked like a homeless person, per ushe, I still got to chuckle at some of the patrons rediculousness.
The above photo is my favorite and they just wandered five feet in front of me waiting for me to take their picture.
She's from Bazaar, and was actually being photographed by someone else. I really thought her ensemble was super chic, though. Nice to see she wasnt in 12 inch heels like everyone else.
The Sartorialist and Garance!! It was neat seeing them work together. She looked at me, I saw with her lips say, 'What about him?' He looks at me, 'I don't like his hat,' he lips. OUCH! Thankfully a few others like my shawl sweater and Patrik Ervell shirt and took photos. If you find any let me know!
Anna Dello Rosso, Editor of Vogue Japan. She really worked the crowd. It was amazing seeing everyone screaming her name like she was a Beatle or something. Literally and hour before this I passed her on the street dressed simply blowing her nose really loud. No joke!
The best part was the old lady passerby who said out loud, 'Che scemo.'
'Che scemo' means 'What a retard.'