You have to do it running, but you do everything that they ask you to. Cause you don’t mind seeing yourself in a picture as long as you look far away, as long as you look removed. Hat and black boots, fill yourself with memories.
You get mistaken for strangers by your own friends. When you pass them at night under the silvery, silvery Citibank lights. Arm in arm and eyes glazing under. You wouldn’t want an angel watching over you, surprise, surprise, they wouldn’t want to watch. Another uninnocent, elegant fall into the unmagnificent lives of adults.
Make up something to believe in your heart of hearts. So you have something to wear on your sleeve of sleeves.
satin slip dress by Motel
fur jacket by Miss KL
gold necklace by Sequin
glasses by spitfire
photos by Kohl Murdock
The sixth day of New York Fashion Week began in one of my favorite places in the entire city, Central Park South. I decided to pull an all-white look because it just felt right. This dress is from Nasty Gal and the boots, and magical ice white fur, were sent to me by Miss KL. We shot these photos outside the Plaza Hotel, which holds a very special place in my heart. My parents celebrated their wedding here and I remember playing there as a little girl. Running down the red steps and creating mischief for the doormen, it was truly being a little Eloise at the Plaza Hotel. I could order room service at midnight, thirteen dollar chocolate chip cookies and tall glasses of milk.
After we shot, I edited my blog post and did emails at their cafe over a delicious soy mocha. Now it’s time to do it all over again, one more day of Fashion Week for me. Feeling so blessed.
white gown by Nasty Gal
white fur jacket by Miss KL
revolt cage boot in white by Privileged
blondie aviators by Zero UV
photos by Phillip VN