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.
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.