{STYLE} Leather & Leopard
We're in the midst of yet another season at New York Fashion Week, and I'm again in complete awe that this has somehow become my life. It still feels surreal to grab a hold of my credentials and walk into the tents and be surrounded by people I have admired for years, even though my name has been on the masthead at Marie Claire for the last two years. There are moments that I don't feel like I belong there, and there are moments where I'm certainly made to feel like I don't belong there. Continue...
I try to remember why I am there, though: to work, to report, to observe, and to have fun - and be grateful that I have the privilege of being there at all.It's hard not to get caught up in the politics and circus of getting dressed to head to shows, but being that I don't have Valentino Rockstuds or a Celine bag to tote around (though I'd gladly accept gifts of either), I'm choosing to stick to what I know: lots of black, lots of leather, and pops of color and pattern to have fun with.
