In Chelsea with Elana on my second to last day of Fashion Week. The bad posture is on account of the fact that I’m carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders (which, apparently weighs 30 pounds and includes my laptop, cameras, chargers). I don’t remember what show this was but it was at MILK studios which is always a beautiful place to look at beautiful clothes.
The pants were an impulse purchase from the vintage shop across the street of the dorm I stayed at this summer. My first YSL’s. High-waisted tuxedo cut. YSL. Sequined. YSSLLL. Have I mentioned they were my first YSL’s?