Day 1 - The fur, the wide legs, the velvet, oh my.
The number one reason I started this blog was to have a creative outlet so I don't go crazy.
A very close second reason is that I wanted to attend New York Fashion Week at some point in my life, or just somehow have relevance to be in that space. To be clear, the latter is not something I feel I've accomplished, but they let me go anyway.
It's Monday, I'm back in Raleigh and I still don't really believe I was there. Fashion week continues through Thursday, so I'm here, scrolling through instagram, looking at fashion week photos, and saying to myself and anyone that will listen, I was in that room 2 days ago. Mind. blown.
So, first things first.
How did I get invited?
I spent a good amount of time researching how bloggers get invited to fashion week. Particularly, Hallie Wilson of Corals + Cognacs fashion week posts, God bless her. One way is press credentials, which they don't really give to bloggers anymore, another is relentlessly emailing PR people. So about three weeks before fashion week, I sent probably 100s of emails. I pulled up the fashion week calendar, cross referenced with the Modem Online directory and asked everyone to invite me to their show. I 100% expected to receive responses like "LOL," "better luck next time," "please stop wasting our time." Instead I received lots of "thank you for your interest, someone will be in touch closer to the presentation," which I saw as a HUGE win. So, a week before the presentations started, I still hadn't received any yes's. I had gotten several "we're still finalizing," a couple no's, and lots of unresponsive. So, I sent follow up emails to everyone, like all 100. Then, last Monday around 4pm, I received my first invitation for a show that Wednesday at 1pm. Later Monday night another invite for a show on Friday, then another invitation for a show on Thursday. These were all smaller designer shows, but needless to say, I'm on Hotwire Monday night booking a flight. Then on Tuesday, I received an invitation for one of the main shows on Thursday and I almost died.
Updates on the rest of my trip and everything else coming down the runway coming this week!
I was pretty pleased with the SAG Awards red carpet. We saw some Paris couture fresh from the runway, some stylists who have it together and others not so much.
Here we go...
Claire Danes in Stella McCartney. Obviously not a showstopper, but I kind of loved this. I saw some other angles that were more flattering, but clean, simple, chic. For it.
Kristen Wiig in Rouland Mouret Jumpsuit. I mean it's no Emma Stone Golden Globes 2015, but I love it nonetheless. The shoes are wrong and she looks high but you can't win em all.
Next time someone asks what I want my life to look like when I'm 70, I'm just going to show them this photo. Shoot, I'll take this at 30. Helen Mirren in Jenny Packham.
Anna Farris in Naeem Khan. I'm in love with this dress. This photo doesn't do it justice. There is a deep V in the back that is to die for. Which is why I'm so sad it was paired with these shoes and a not so matching red bag.
Lily Rabe in Lela Rose! Love seeing Lela Rose on the carpet.
My best dressed goes to my spirit animal, Kiernan Shipka in Erdem
It's really difficult to wear brocade and not let brocade wear you.
Who run the world?
See all the looks here.
All the Chanel Couture goodness in Paris this week...swoon.
Can someone please get me a peter pan collar fairy godmother floor length cape stat!
See the whole collection here.
In the spirit of the new year and trying to make something happen this year, I thought I would share a little bit about my experience with the Making Things Happen Conference.
I decided to attend MTH in October 2013, which sounds like ages ago. I was at a point in my life where I had no idea what I wanted to do, I just knew that I needed a change, a kick in the pants, something, anything.
I had heard of Lara and the conference, but really knew nothing about it when I basically decided to spend my bonus on attending. I knew that I wanted to be doing something creative and I was far from that, and I knew that I needed to be surrounded my like minded people.
So October arrived and I was terrified. I started to get extremely anxious, as I knew literally no one attending and had no idea what I was in for. To make matters worse, I received an email saying they would be confiscating our phones for the whole day while the conference was going on, which really upped the ante on the anxiety. What a fantastic crutch those things are in awkward situations. So it was just going to be me, paper, pens, and a bunch of women I don't know. If you know me, this is my worst nightmare, why did I pay for this?
The conference was not what I thought it would be. I really thought it would be much more business driven. I thought I would walk out with a step by step guide for building a thriving wedding magazine, or becoming a photographer, or social media maven. Instead, it was a very personal in depth study of myself. How I see myself, how do I think and feel, what am I afraid of, what brings me joy, where am I, and where do I want to be. It turned out to be a pretty life changing experience for me, although I really didn't start to see the fruit of it until the past year.
I'm not a feeler of feels. I don't know why. I'm just not super emotional despite coming from a mother who has been moved to tears by a 10 second commercial. So, this deep study of myself and what I felt and thought was weird. Standing in a room of people I don't know and telling them I don't think I'm enough was almost out of body for me. I got really frustrated with myself for not being able to go there and looking back I definitely held back a lot during the actual conference.
I honestly left the conference feeling a little deflated. I mean I was encouraged and inspired by the speakers, but I still had no concrete ideas on what I wanted to make happen and to top it off I had all these feelings to deal with. It took me a while to process my experience and as time went on I realized I learned some extremely important, life changing lessons from my MTH experience. The most important of which was to get out of my comfort zone. My happiest, most comfortable place is in my home watching Netflix and eating hibachi food. With the advances we've made in food delivery and online shopping, I could conceivably not leave my home for many days and be totally fine with it. However, MTH slowly started to show me that we were made for community. I saw this community of people who really cared about each other, encouraged each other, and weren't competing. Many of them met through MTH or just via social media and they had built thriving relationships. This concept was crazy to me, but was something that I wanted for myself and knew it would mean giving up a lot of "me" time, but that it would be worth it.
So I started walking into more rooms full of people I don't know. I do my best to push through the awkwardness. I spend time evaluating how I'm feeling and how I feel about myself. Are the things I think about myself true and are they what God says about me? What fires me up? What moves me to feels?
In the meantime, I made this blog happen.
I made being a personal stylist happen.
I made being a personal shopper happen.
I made a deeper relationship with Jesus happen.
I made community happen.
I made a relationship happen.
I made meaningful goals happen.
I say "I" very loosely, because God made these things happen, but they happened nonetheless.
None of them have reached their full potential which is where my second most important lesson from MTH comes in, "Progress not Perfection."
I feel like I'm no longer standing still, things are moving even if they aren't perfect.
There is progress, and little by little progress adds up.
If you feel stuck, need encouraging, or just want to make something happen I would highly recommend looking into attending the March conference. There are 7 days left to get the early bird rate. Several of the speakers this year are people I call friends (because I chose to walk into those scary rooms full of people) and they have incredible stories to tell! The conference doesn't promise to change your life in 48 hours or give you a mountain top epiphany, and it probably won't. But, giving yourself the gift of time to reflect and evaluate where you are and where you want to be is worth it.
Raleigh, NC girl with a passion for all things style.