NYFW BITCHEZZZZZZ... IN PHOTOS


ELLO READERZ!!!!!!!! LAST WEEK WAZ FASHION WEEK. IT WAZ LE WORST OF TIMES, IT WAS LE CHICEST OF TIMEZ. Poor moi, i really suffered. 


I KNOW YOU ALL WANT MOI TO BLABBBBBBBB.... BUT YOU'LL HAVE TO WAIT A BIT LONGER FOR LE BLABLABLA OF IT ALL... wHY DID I ATTEND LIKE 50 EVENTS? how did i get invited? what le eff was i doing carrying around that microphone????????? well you'll just have to wait and see. for how long i dont know yet. tbfd ! fashionable thingz take time... for now enjoy my OOTDs and v v v  serious  photo journalism of weird events. I hate to disappoint, but  this is my blog and i do what i want. you'll get the full deetz soon effing enough. 


for now i'll just say this.... 

in 6 NYFW dayz i: 

-smoked 7 packs of marb lights.
-bought 2 pairs of 6 inch heels.
-wore 11 outfitz.
-walked 1 runway.
-went to like 16 parties.
-saw 9 runway showz.
-visited 4 galleries. 
-cried 3 timez.
-slept an average of 4.5 hourz a night.
-drank at least 40 free drinks. probz way more tho.
-paid for 2 drinks total (1 bloody mary, 1 vodka martini). and maybe a beer or 2 at a deli. 
-wore 1 peter pan hat with a feather in it. 
-bought 6 sugar free redbullz.
-met about 100 d list rappers.
-saw about 1000 c list celebrities.
-was on le F list 100000000 timez.
-was on le VIP list 4 timez.
-saw 1 monk. 
-modelled for 1 cover. 
-had photos i took come out in 1 magazine. 
-called 0 cabs (baller).
-blacked out 0 timez (baller). i'd actually say i waz only properly wasted once.
-met 50000000000000000000000000000000000000000 new peepz.
-wore pleather 3 dif dayz.
-wrote like 70 emailz. 
-took ova 600 photos.
-got basically 0 free swag. besides a rando whistle from helmut lang which i promptly lost. and a face mask with a $40 price tag on it. 
-collected like 14 hourz of interviewz.
-only had my photo taken like 9 timez. what le fuck. 
-was street styled only 1 effing time. by a SOHO rando. what le fuck! 
-saw maybe 10 outstanding outfits that weren't mine to be effing honest.
-rolled my eyez 7,569 timez. 
-walked well over 20 milez. 
-was rejected from 3 clubz.  but was kicked out of 0!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-got 4 major blisters. 
-was rude 0 peepz bc im not a dickwad who think le week is to be taken serious. 
-however.... i gave moi-self a blowout 5 dayz of le week. 
-got in 0 fights! i think.
-DID ZERO EFFING DRUGS BITCH! 











































































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im so mf tired.  i will never ever go to another party again. 

for le record- i like le clothez better than le parties anywayz. 

excuse moi while i become a recluse............. my full fashion week story will come soon enough. this waz only le tip of le iceberg................... 

ugh.

 le sigh.

merci for reading  le bloggy. 


xxxxx



PS - i met so many readerzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz this week! le highlight . MERCI AF BITCHEZ. 



Comments

  1. evansmellzSeptember 15, 2021 at 9:57 PM

    absolutely lovve the way this blog was formatted

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  2. m0r3 is m0r3September 22, 2021 at 10:34 AM

    perf as always i love this lens on nyfw, ive never been :p

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  3. DrewOctober 3, 2021 at 11:27 PM

    Whoa is that Ella emhoff in the green hat

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