Lessons that Fashion Week taught me: Final.

Well thats that, it is over.

Fun? Yes. Eye-opening? Yes. Exhausting? Yes. Do it again? IN A HEART BEAT!!

"Sometimes I can't believe I talk about this crap all day." 

The perfect line to sum up the Friday vibes.

-Nigel, The Devil Wears Prada

Lesson 18: Even fashion people get tired of fashion. The media room was a buzz with people saying how OVER IT they were. Long days, short nights, high shoes and computer screen staring... Oh the hard times of NZFW.

Lesson 19: Eventually Photoshop will kill you. Hours of staring at your computer while that tiny little rainbow-wheel-of-death spins round and round is enough to drive anyone insane.

"F YOU!!!!!!"

Lesson 20: Don't try and get everything done when you are hungry, tired and sore. Important things will go unnoticed, mistakes will be made and you will fall asleep on your keypad.
Waking up with an indent in my forehead and about 1000 MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMs across my half finished post was fun.


Lesson 21: Fashion media people are cool. Seriously, who made up the lie that we were all catty bitches?

Although.. I would not like to be on the wrong end of a fashion-media-death-stare

Lesson 22: Denim jeans a ratty t-shirt and a sunny afternoon. The best way to come down after NZFW craziness.

Back to reality

Well, that was my first NZFW! SUCH A GREAT WEEK... Don't forget to check out www.thedownlow.co.nz for a complete rundown on NZFW!

Now to write two 2000 word essay's. Bye bye semi-glamorous life, see you next year!

Day 4: Lessons that Fashion Week taught me.

The first show of the day began at 1pm, which meant I got to sleep for a beautiful 7 hours instead of 4.

However more sleep still didnt stop me from making some serious sartorial mistakes. 

Lesson 14: Don't wear a short, flippy skirt when you have to walk along the waterfront. Its the first day of Spring which is meant to mean crisp sunny days and light breezes. Unfortunately in Auckland it means rain, wind and RAIN WITH WIND. 

This meant that I was constantly trying to hold down said skirt while juggling the weight of 3 bags and a camera. 

LOL

Lesson 15: When you're in danger of flashing the world, its best to just walk on like you don't give a shit. 

80 denier stockings are pretty much like tights anyway right?

Lesson 16: NZFW is all consuming. Home is boring once you have been around brilliant people and nice things all day. Seriously my world has shrunk to encompass only the Viaduct Events Center and the AllPress coffee place, its hard to think that life is happening as normal.

Party on the Huffer Runway? Sure.

Lesson 17: Saben and the beautiful people behind it are brilliant. They are Queens of colour and I worship them.

Saben Bag

Saben Necklace.

Only one day of lessons left! Friday will be a big one CANNOT WAIT!
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NZFW Day 3: Lessons that Fashion Week taught me.

Day 2(technically 3) of NZFW was a good day, a long day, but a good one nonetheless. I died over the shoes at RUBY, snapped the beautiful people, photoshopped/wrote some shit(good shit) and learnt 5 new lessons:

LIAM/RUBY Front Row.

Lesson 9: Not everyone is awake small hours of the morning. Some people are normal and asleep by 12pm... Refrain from txting those people.

Lesson 10: Chiffon belt/trains are curiously alluring.

Lesson 11: Taxi drivers will never know where they are going and when they do they will always go THE LONGEST WAY POSSIBLE.

Lesson 12: Fashion people enjoy being papped. Even when you think they can't see you they can and even when they think you don't notice their sudden change into the: capture-my-good-side stance. YOU CAN.

See this dude in the blue socks? He knows he's being papped.

Wedge Heels to get me through...

Lesson 13: Running in wedge heels is surprisingly easy. However, make no mistake you will still look like a noob.

I just realised I have been watching Miley Cyrus prance around on E! channel for the last hour. I think I can feel my brain melting!

MELTING.

More lessons to come!!!!! (I know you're excited).

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NZFW day 2: Lessons that Fashion week taught me

A full day of fashion fantasticalness occurred today at the Viaduct Events Center and as promised, here are todays lessons that Fashion Week taught me (continued):

Offending candy and spotty umbrella.

Lesson 4: In Auckland, you will always need an umbrella. When at fashion week you cannot afford to rock up with your face dripping wet and your hair plastered to your head.

Lesson 5: Don't eat the free BLUE candy in the gift bags. Blue lollies = Blue mouth = Not the most attractive smile.

Side note: Takeaway coffee and lipstick make for one slutty cup.

COOP goodie bag: Nail polish, chocolate & Vodka.

Lesson 6: If you have a weak bladder don't wear an outfit that requires you to TUCK IN YOUR SHIRT. The amount of time I wasted tucking and untucking...

Lesson 7: The 2nd Row is the worst row. Even if you feel more important, you cant see a fricken thing.

Lesson 8: Fashion loves Vodka.

Today I consumed a serious amount of caffeine: 3 long blacks and 1 (5dollar!!) Redbull. So, once again it is 12.13AM and I am wide awake (told you that lesson would go unlearnt).
While today morning met me at the leisurely time of 8.30AM, tomorrow will begin a little earlier in order to make it to the RUBY morning show!

Lessons 8 through 11 tomorrow!

NZFW

Today was the official beginning to fashion week... by official I mean the launch party was tonight, really the madness begins tomorrow. I have decided to do a daily post during NZFW about 'the lessons NZFW teaches you' because, as it is my first NZFW experience, there are sure to be many.

See that? I am a fash hag hehe

Today was rather a non-event as all I did was pick up my Media Registration pack along with all the other media/buyers/photographers but I think I can pull a few lessons out...

Lesson 1: If in doubt, go and grab a coffee. I arrived bang on 1PM to the registration (because I am cool like that) only to find that they were running a little behind schedule. So, instead of milling around the entrance looking like a confused tourist/fashion geek I went and grabbed a coffee. That way I looked l totally relaxed and breezed into the delegates line like I new exactly what I was doing.

Lesson 2: Don't wear clompy shoes across the new bridge-walkway. As soon as I took a step onto the bridge I felt like a giant elephant. Even over my ipod (may or may not have been Kanye/Jay Z) I could hear this massive CLANG as I walked. Great way to make normal, sensibly shoed people stare. 

Lesson 3: Pack flats. I pretty much ruined my feet today walking ALL OVER TOWN in my fashion-week-appropriate shoes. Seriously I walked from the ferry building to Uni to the Viaduct Events Center to Britomart LesMills to Other City LesMills. = Feet dead.  

Another potential lesson could be don't drink 2 coffees and a V because it will get to 12.11AM and you will still be wide awake.

But I think that one will go un-learnt as I will be throwing back as many of said beverages as I can to get me through the rest of the week. (Non sleepyness could also be because I am SUPER EXCITED!!!!!)

More lessons tomorrow!

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