Day Seven, my last and final day of fashion week. It’s really interesting that your fashion week experience is what you make it. It is truly so personal to you, and how you view things, but perhaps the same can be said for life in general. You can choose to focus on what you have, the shows you’ve seen, the people you’ve met, the parties you went to. Or you can spend your time complaining, whining about how you didn’t get invited to this or that, and this blogger who got this deal and you didn’t blah blah.
It’s exhausting to be around the latter, those who focus on what they didn’t get. The experience is much more rewarding when you are thankful and in awe of the beautiful fashion world around you. Each show is special, and even if you didn’t like the clothing, there’s the designer and her mom crying at the end, and it’s amazing to see emotion like that right in front of you. Perhaps I haven’t always been perfect about being thankful for what I’ve been offered, but I’m working on it. I am extremely thankful for everyone I was surrounded with this fashion week, they are the best and made everything so special.
entire outfit by UNIF
photos by Phillip VN
Sprawled out on the dashboard in high violet. You never though about doing wrong, just moving from one place to the next with a pair of black boots and a camera. If you need love, I’ll travel. The sun was hot, and the world would shake us. I wanted to melt into the mountains with you. Fire it up, hang loose. You sang “bloodbuzz ohio” in the morning, just to wake me up. Lean my head on the hood of your car, we take it too far.
narc by narc muscle tank by UNIF
red moto shorts by UNIF
boots by Jeffrey Campbell
glasses by Zero UV
photos by Taylor Herron