It's that time of season again, and I'm in an empire state of mind.
I'm in the midst of packing my bags for Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week to view the Fall 2010 collections and have been overwhelmed, checking my inbox minute after minute to find yet another invite, party notification and all of the other goodies that come along with being designated an official member of the fashion press. My inbox hasn't gotten this much action since 2007 when that nasty email worm took out my beloved Sony Vaio. I've never felt more popular.
I wish I were able to spend the entire week at Bryant Park, (Fashion Week officially commences Thursday February 11th and runs through Thursday the 18th) but I am desperately needed at my home base, so I'll only be able to get away for a few days, smack dab in the middle of the week.
I leave on Valentine's Day, which is strangely apropos, considering that I will spend the day bonding with my first true love that is fashion. So far I'm slated to attend the Vassilios Kostetsos show and will feast my eyes on the new collections of Perry Ellis, Elie Tahari, Carlos Miele, Tracy Reese, and the invites are continuing to pour in.
Be still my heart.